Post by Grusso Whitetail on Feb 24, 2008 7:56:03 GMT -5
A great white badger clad in golden armour stuck to the main pathe keeping a weary eye on the ditch. His great sword was across his back, loosley trailing on the ground. A great sigh of apprehension was made as he caught sight of the abbey, a small red figure in the distance. He strode on confidently, his blue eyes twinkling with anxiety. He was silently walking when a scream arose, followed by furious otter slang,and hissing.
Grusso ran to th site just in time to see an adder preparing to strike a young otterbabe. With lightning fast reaction he flung his dagger, pinning down the adders head. The otterbabe had his eyes closed, and was still furiously talking " Iv mista adda bite me I choppa his tail off, the bwimy yewwow bewwied gizzad, da fwosty eyed wittle fiend,da" His speech was cut short as Grusso appeared and chopped the adders head off.
He gave the dibbun a stern glare " Och, and wht ev' we ave ere? a foulmothed lil' dibbun a'venturer? I bet yer mum is worried to tha bone. Come o'er ere. I gots a few tings be could glop afore we set off." The badger sat down, pulling out of his sack a loaf of honey soaked fruit bread, his own specail flask of Blue ale, and a flagon of damson and burdock cordial. He cut the otterbabe off a slice and poured a cup of cordial for him. With great relish they ate, and Grusso promtly began packing up the items. But not before the otterbabe managed to snatch a bag of candied chestnuts.
Grusso grunted from the energy it took to get out of the ditch. Inside lay an adder, decapitated but still hissing. The next thing he picked up was a dibbun, who was boasting of what he could have done had Grusso not arrived. "Har! If Mista Grussa Not come I choppa adder tail off and boil in hothingyer then I fysic it to death!" The little otterbabe giggled with delight when he was lifted onto Grusso's shoulders. " Harr, that 'e wouldv' Ma wee lil' bairn that e' wood. Ser tell me, ye savage lil' brute,whats yer name? A kin tell it to be a might' big one jus ferm lookin at ye"
The otterbabe dutifully puffed out his chest And growled. " I Marley Mischivous, har, har. I choppa you tail of wiv bigga sword if you don shut trap" The otterbabe giggled fierceley as Grusso gave him a look of mock suprise " Och, ye little rascal. Usin such bad lang'inge and trying to cut me wee tail off! Harr ye lil' brute, jus you wait till yer mum catches you out hur with'n a big ol' badger har har!" The badgers hearty laugh was silenced just has they reached the gates of redwall abbey.
Grusso placed the dibbun on the ground and winked before balling up his fist and giving the door one good pound, which started the doors rattling and the walls vibrating. " Opne yer gates to Grusso the Savage and Marley the Mischevious, or pay dearly for your insoulence!" His voice boomed loudly enough to wake the hares at salamndastron, but definatley not enough to make them leave breakfast.
Grusso ran to th site just in time to see an adder preparing to strike a young otterbabe. With lightning fast reaction he flung his dagger, pinning down the adders head. The otterbabe had his eyes closed, and was still furiously talking " Iv mista adda bite me I choppa his tail off, the bwimy yewwow bewwied gizzad, da fwosty eyed wittle fiend,da" His speech was cut short as Grusso appeared and chopped the adders head off.
He gave the dibbun a stern glare " Och, and wht ev' we ave ere? a foulmothed lil' dibbun a'venturer? I bet yer mum is worried to tha bone. Come o'er ere. I gots a few tings be could glop afore we set off." The badger sat down, pulling out of his sack a loaf of honey soaked fruit bread, his own specail flask of Blue ale, and a flagon of damson and burdock cordial. He cut the otterbabe off a slice and poured a cup of cordial for him. With great relish they ate, and Grusso promtly began packing up the items. But not before the otterbabe managed to snatch a bag of candied chestnuts.
Grusso grunted from the energy it took to get out of the ditch. Inside lay an adder, decapitated but still hissing. The next thing he picked up was a dibbun, who was boasting of what he could have done had Grusso not arrived. "Har! If Mista Grussa Not come I choppa adder tail off and boil in hothingyer then I fysic it to death!" The little otterbabe giggled with delight when he was lifted onto Grusso's shoulders. " Harr, that 'e wouldv' Ma wee lil' bairn that e' wood. Ser tell me, ye savage lil' brute,whats yer name? A kin tell it to be a might' big one jus ferm lookin at ye"
The otterbabe dutifully puffed out his chest And growled. " I Marley Mischivous, har, har. I choppa you tail of wiv bigga sword if you don shut trap" The otterbabe giggled fierceley as Grusso gave him a look of mock suprise " Och, ye little rascal. Usin such bad lang'inge and trying to cut me wee tail off! Harr ye lil' brute, jus you wait till yer mum catches you out hur with'n a big ol' badger har har!" The badgers hearty laugh was silenced just has they reached the gates of redwall abbey.
Grusso placed the dibbun on the ground and winked before balling up his fist and giving the door one good pound, which started the doors rattling and the walls vibrating. " Opne yer gates to Grusso the Savage and Marley the Mischevious, or pay dearly for your insoulence!" His voice boomed loudly enough to wake the hares at salamndastron, but definatley not enough to make them leave breakfast.
