Horde Simulation

[Ocutrum the Scourge]

Characters Needed for Plot: Abbot Ber, Mother Crysella, Sister Sandra, Captain Haffpelt, Captain Wrenchfur, and Captain Blarge
Plot Pinpoint: Ocutrum and his Horde have breache dthe walls of Redwall. They enter by the old Gatehouse, crashing through it, expecting resistence, but find none. As they charge, we will begin.
Plot Prolouge: Ocutrum's Horde used several grappels witj tough vine wrought ropes. As they climbed it, no creatures were seen. It appeared as though they had retreated.

As a score or more of Horde vermin climbed through a large hole in the top of the Gatehouse, a Large rat, with a rather pink side of his body. Speaking roughly to the rats, he spoke the battle plan. "Alright yeh' rats, we're going ta' open that gate there, alowing the res' of our Horde to enter. You got that?" As a rat moved his arm up questiongly, a dagger flew through the air, silencing him forever. "Anyone else hav' a question for there Cap'n?" The rats gulped in fear, and he smiled. "Good. Now obey my orders and get out there!"

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As another troop of soldiers lined at the gate, a rather skinny rat walked towards the front, his fur sticking out at odd angles everywhere. "Oka'!" he shouted aove the din of the moving army, he turned to face them. "No', once them soldiers in there get this 'ere gate ope', we're goin' in. Go' it?" the rats nodded in reply, and he grinned, a tooth breaching over his lip. "Goo'."

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A third group of rats, with two very large rats leading them stopped at the back wall. The larger one stood up, and affixing a skull on his head, shouted at the large numbers of his force. "Alright you rats! We're gonna take them from the back if the others fail. Once we get over the wall, Blarge here will command you from there. I will destroy the accursed bells that stopped these walls from being mine. Understood?" The rats yelled an Aye in response, and he smiled broadly, unsheathing his large broadsowrd, pointing it upward. "Grapplers Go!"

[Ocutrum the Scourge]

As Large iron grapples hooked along the battlements, figures were hushed in the entrance of the great hall. "Everyone," Said the abbot, his squeaky voice ringing in the hall, "We will soon be forced into a fight that I believe none of us here wanted. As such, I wish to say a prayer to you all." As he pulled a scroll from his wide habit sleeves, he unrolled an old, dusty peice of paper.
"Let the spirit guide us,
The blade find us,
As a warrior rises,
The bell toll cries,
And the risers as well,
From the place his ancestor fell,
As through the blade guides us,
For we are Redwall!"
His Squeaky voice echoeing through the hall, as a jeer greated him, and the great wooden doors opened.

[Ocutrum the Scourge]

As armor clanked, Iron hooks raped allong the battlements, tough, thick vines ropes holding them down. As the ropes tugged, scores of soldiers glimbed the ropes, while their leader, the frankly humongous Bilge Rat known as Ocutrum, climbed upward with his claws in the narrow cracks. As he reache dthe top, he looked down, his soldiers almost reaching the top. Good.. He thought, Now i'll have MY time... As he looked upward, he saw the bell rising in the distance. Grinnig like a madbeast, he began his travel.

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As the doors rushed open, rats also poured in from the gates, meeting the armed abbey defends, slaying many on the initial conflict. As the abbey beats retreated, they charged them, cutting down their back flanks. As the escaped, the rats stopped outside the dark oak doors. Smiling, Captain Haffpelt pull out a small amount of what appeared to be tar. Placing it over the door, he picked up a rock, and pulled a peice of flint from his belt. Smiling Madly, he lit the tar, the door ablaze.

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As smoke filled the hall, creatures paniced, screaming. Another few ran out of the windows, while the cleverer ones went out the back door. As the fire crackled on, the door was easily heating up to a very high degree, and was thretening to fall over. The Badger Mother growled, the bloodwrath beginning to cloud her eyes. As she clenched her paws, she ran forward, the door cllapsing on many unsuspecting rats, kill a score and a half instanly, another half injured.