Crumbling Walls [Redwall Plot OPEN]

[nikki]

Pipkin chuckled a bit at Banwurt's shy reaction, nodding to the rabbitmaid with a broad smile.

"Pipkin Quickharvest, missy. Here from a bit north, first time visit. Place is worth a stop though!"

He edged over to one of the nearby tables, plucking up a handful of candied fruits. Not far different from harvest festivals, this, though he had to admit the Redwall spread was something special; it might be nice to see if some of his family could make it to one of these to-dos.

And nice to see what games he could get into between loads of food!

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"Nay, missus, oi bain't seen thy husband," Moira said. The mole's face crinkled with pleasure as she watched December tie the kerchief on, nodding to Oakley as she did.

"Et'd be moi pleasure mizz," she assured the rabbit. She waved a digging claw at the maid as she headed off, chuckling as she offered same digging claw to December.

"Have fun, mizzy, an oi'll speak to ee soon. Yon rabbit'll be turnin' heads an' breakin' hearts, liddle charmer," she added to December.

"Let's find ee husband naow, an' show how luvly you'm be"

[T-Bone]

Hurrth’s paw was heavily calloused when it met Jaroah’s in a firm shake. He nodded politely in confirmation that he’d heard the mouse’s introduction, but when a voice spoke, it came from the young mole to his left. “Hurr, zurr Jarooh, this is moi ole nucle Hurrth. Oi’m Murrth.”

Jaroah chuckled. "A fitting name, t'be shore." So that was it. Hurrth here was, indeed, mute. Apparently, though, they would be communicating through Murrth. Not a problem. A bit unusual, but not a problem.

“New at th’ h’abbey, baint you’ns?”

Jaroah nodded somewhat emphatically. "Aye, we are. Just arrived a couple o' days ago, actually." The big mouse turned and looked at his brother pointedly, as if to say, See? It's easy. He turned back to the moles and pointed a thumb back at Tobias. "This here's my brother Tobias. He's a magician--"

"Illusionist," Tobias interrupted. "I'm an illusionist, Jaroah." He glanced at the two moles. "Nice to meet you," he said with a forced smile.


((Sorry. He can be kind of a jerk.))

[tenor]

Banwurt returned the smile, she certainly seemed kind as he clasped his paws in front of him. "An honor, M-Miss Oakley. I'm from a warren north of the river moss. Banwurt Violanus," it took a second hesitation to remember to perform a respectful bow, feeling himself blush from this. It also took a second to notice Pipkin moving to the food, but did not move to follow, nervously smiling back to the white rabbit. "Ah... my first time here, as w-well..."

((Ogod short. x_@ Also sorry tis late. Getting back into the swing of things))