Highway Robbery (open)

[Vikenti Whitedeath]

Lysistra Darkmoon and her gang of robbers hid in the bushes near the main path. They lay about, lazily waiting for a victim. The branches waved sleepily in the slow breeze above them. Lysistra sighed. They had been laying there all day and who had walked past, nobody! A large mine martin, Darkclaw, lumbered past Lysistra. "Hey Dorkclaw!" Lysistra called to him, "keep an eye on the road. I anyone comes past, wake me!" Darkclaw grumbled at his nickname but left.

Turning over his shoulder Darkclaw glared at Lysistra and said, "The names Dackclaw female, don't forget it."

"Hurry up our your name will be dead snot face!" replied Lysistra angrily. Darkclaw lay by the road, his beady eyes watching carefully.

[Shadess]

A bright figure ran across the road in a flash and a jingle of bracelets and earrings. The animal took deep breaths and had its back to a strong oak tree, arrows on its back and sword in its belt.

This figure was non other then Yasmin Goldfur, weary adventurer, fun lover lemon colored fox. The newcomer to the land that preferred her old name Yasmin the Venomous, yet that name would never be re-earned if she couldnt live up to it.

The fox jumped beside the tree and faced the pine marten. She flicked her white-tipped tail and was interested in the gang of robbers. With a deep breath she said in a fake-sweet voice
"well well, i see a pine marten and a gang of robbers now now, up to no good? i am no guardian of these parts but i most say my good traveler, that Redwall ain't a happy place to folk as you"
She fingered her raven feathered bow on her back and with the other paw she lay weakly at her side, if only a bow was a one-handed weapon.

[Vikenti Whitedeath]

Lysistra sprang to the ready as Yasmin jumped down from the trees. "We don't plan ter mess with Redwall," said Lysistra, "just planning to rob a few innocents and get out of 'ere!" Then she turned to Darkclaw who was standing next to her. Under her breath Lysistra whispered to him, "you idiot, you should have seen the fox!"

"It came out of der trees!" Darkclaw said nastily, "how were I supposed ta see 'er!"

Lysistra reached for her sword, but did not reply. "Well fox," she said coldly, "I am Lysistra Darkmoon, who are you?"

[Shadess]

Yasmin flicked her tail once more before saying "Yasmin.....Yasmin Goldfur" she said softly eying both of them "robbing a few innocents?" she smirked "hm not many of those you find in these parts, maybe in the North lands where i come from," her green eyes twinkled at the memory of the North lands but she shook it off as quickly as it came "robbing isn't a very exciting life is it? sure taking over a abbey gives ya something to do, but robbing and surviving isn't my favorite habit, but why so much on me? what about you? "

[Yves]

On an ordinary day, Maximillian was an alert rat, an intelligent rat. He was the sort of manipulative, vile, brilliant henchman, which any right-minded lord of the night would kill to control.

Today, unfortunately, was not one of those days. Today was the day after he had decided, out of desperation, to make dinner out of something which might have been a mouse's corpse at one point in history, but looked more like something which had spent three weeks rotting in a dead pig's intestines, and had then been ground into on-par English cuisine. The result was food poisoning. Very, very unpleasant food poisoning, which had effects similar to smoking the yellow mushrooms.

In a moment of delirium, Maximillian had climbed a tree, found a nice sturdy branch, and had fallen asleep. While he slept, he dreamed that he was drinking heavily. He was drinking so heavily, that when a mouse with a giant sword of semi-magical properties appeared before him, he did not find it particularly strange. As his dream continued, the mouse waved the sword about, and appeared to be saying something very profound. Unfortunately, Maximillian was by then too drunk to understand anything this mouse said, so he simply smiled and nodded.

If Maximillian had not been drunk, and if he had known that he was dreaming, he might have drawn a connection between the appearance of Martin the Warrior, and the ingestion of yellow mushrooms and other food-articles of similar effects. Alas, he was, and he didn't, so the world was never enlightened to the hallucinogenic properties of a certain apparition.

Eventually, the mouse vanished, and several ravenous rodents which resembled squirrels, but were eight-feet tall, purple, and had twelve eyes and nine tongues, descended on him and tore him limb from limb. This caused Maximillian significant discomfort, and this resulted in his cringing in the real world, and this cringing led to him falling from his tree, straight onto the heads of the robbers below.

[Vikenti Whitedeath]

The robbers were surprised when a rat suddenly fell from a tree on their heads. "Surround him!" Lysistra yelled, "he may have been spying on us!" The robbers gathered around Maximillian, some of them with drawn weapons. Lysistra turned to Yasmin. "Well Goldfur," said Lysistra, "you must be insane! Take over the Abby! No beast in there right mind would try that, most of all a robber gang."

Behind the trees, hidden in the shadows, crouched Alastor Eriel. He listened to the conversation going on between Lysistra and Yasmin. "Well Lysistra," he said to himself, "it looks like you got yourself a few companions! I will still hunt you down." He slowly move forward keeping out of sight, waiting to make his move.

[Redmask the fox]

Vin quickpaw strolled down the path. The tall fast otter was having a good day so far. Not a sign of vermin and a fresh breeze. One paw was resting on the sword at his side, the other hung lose. As he walked he hummed an old otter clan war song he had heard once. He stopped suddenly, his paw gripped his sword tightly. He heard voices, vermin by the sound. He uttered a low growl. If he hated one thing it was vermin. He kept walking, he attempted to act normal. But he kept his blade and sling close at hand.

[Yves]

((Ah, right, I forgot about this. Um. I'm going to pull out. Sorry))

[Vikenti Whitedeath]

(Sorry, been gone a while.)

Lysistra suddenly stiffened. Her keen ears picked up the sound of a beast coming down the path. "We will talk later," she whispered to Yasmin. Lysistra held up her paw for silence, and talking among the vermin ceased. Lysistra walked out onto the path, slightly ahead of Vin. "Hello sir," Lysistra said to the otter politely, "I am lost and a stranger to this country. Can you help me find a place they call Redwall?" Meanwhile, off the path, the vermin began to array themselves in a large arc, waiting to surround Vin.

Alastor came closer behind the vermin. He saw they were getting ready to attack a single otter. "The otter is no slouch," he said to himself, "but he may need help."