Redwall Rp: The Feet of Thunder (Looking for another player, Pm to gm)

[kingofkumquats]

After coming back in from the forest Redjar founf that the feast was beginning. He noticed that Skiper's crew and the guosim had arrived while he was out. Perhaps he should spend a little less time in the trees and he would be there when things happened. Oh, well, he thought, and found a spot next to Quinn, who looked incredibly unintersted in what the hedgehog next to him was saying. "Hello, Quinn. Seems I've missed some excitement, eh?"

 

[=y]

"Far from it matey, just some fishing and dibbunsitt'n. To tell you the truth, I wish something interesting would happen."

He was lying through his teeth of course because if Skipper saw him there was bound to be a confrontation.

I'm getting too old to be living off the land by myself. If only my home weren't flooded out...

 

[kingofkumquats]

Redjar looked at Quinn quizzically. So Skipper and the Guosim don't count as interesting?" He knew Quinn didn't get along with Skipper, but surely the Guosim coming in was a surprise and Redjar had heard mentions of a weasel in the infirmary in passing. "Also whats this I hear of a weasel?

 

[=y]

"A weasel?" said Quinn, surprised.

"What about a weasel?"

 

[kingofkumquats]

"I dunno. I heard there was a weasel in the infirmary."

Redjar looked around for the abbot or someone else that knew what was going on with that. In the mean time though, he thought I think I'll have some of this delicious looking fish.