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Post by Celebes on Aug 20, 2018 11:09:38 GMT -5
steal across the lawn. By their observations from the outside, they had a general idea of how to get to the gatehouse so to open the gates. However, they hadn't planned for what was in the walls, and found themselves turned around in the orchard.
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Post by Barkfur on Aug 30, 2018 3:42:13 GMT -5
Summing up her troops, Remmy charged the gatehouse but found themselves fighting against fourscore of Skipper's ottercrew. Though they were defeated, they managed to open the gates, allowing sixscore vermin to enter the abbey before rushing out the gates. Although the ottercrew were able to close
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Post by Celebes on Aug 30, 2018 9:08:54 GMT -5
Remmy herself inside the gatehouse, capturing her, it was not certain for a time whether they would be able to expel the wave of vermin. However, led by brave hogmaid Ruffle, the Redwallers were able to eventually gain the upper paw. They forced the tide back across
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Post by Barkfur on Aug 30, 2018 19:08:16 GMT -5
the grounds to the orchard. With the Redwallers effectively holding off the vermin, the ottercrew felt safe enough to interrogate Remmy. Although they managed to get the position of the vermin's lair, it became clear to them that Remmy was a decoy. A smart otter named Spring noticed
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Post by Celebes on Aug 30, 2018 22:37:47 GMT -5
that among Remmy's affects a dagger. Remembering that Remmy fought with a spear, Spring picked up the out-of-place weapon and examined it. "Strange, this blade is dull" the ottermaid mused.
"ey! Lay off it!" Remmy complained as the ottermaid fondled the weapon. More curious now, Spring felt the handle
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Post by Barkfur on Aug 31, 2018 18:08:23 GMT -5
and noticed it was made from fish scales, nothing a mighty leader would wield. Spring then examined Remmy's face. "Aha!" She exclaimed. "This un's a fake!" as she was talking, she gripped Remmy's face and pulled hard. With a mighty yank, Spring ripped off Remmy's face revealing a mask and
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Post by Celebes on Sept 4, 2018 18:48:07 GMT -5
the sniveling face of Baldwin. There was a collective gasp from the Redwallers, as the traitorous hare's face screwed up in a foul scowl. "Heh heh, yah thought that yous all saw the last of Badtooth mateys? Well, 'ere I am, smackin gob an' all! You'll neva' catch Remmy the Baker!"
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Our Scintillating Tale Thusfar...
Redwall was not yet ready for the coming onslaught of a vermin hoard led by Remmy, the dark, evil, and competent Baker, inventor of the cake of evil. The hoard was massive, with 1,000 albino ferrets, nearly 2,000 sea rats, and a squad of 300 commando pine martens, all armed to the tooth, intent on invading the legendary Abbey. Standing in front of her hoard, Remmy addressed the Redwallers, mostly a message that meant " surrender or be slain" but she ended up drifting onto a tangent that was instead about how they could all be beaten by a mere troop of linedancing leverets. Naturally, this offended the Redwallers and young Barkfur threw a tomato at the evil ferret. That sparked a mass exodus of dibbuns from the ramparts, as grownbeasts corralled them to safety. Also arrows poured in over the wall, except instead of arrowheads, they were tipped with a whole variety of rotten vegetables in a desperate attempt to demoralize the Redwallers. However, the brave Abbey beasts fought back with kitchen leftovers and the occasional savage badger. Remmy ordered a full retreat and the horde retreated to their headquarters, where she berated her officers for their incompetence.
That night, Cluny the Scourge visited Remmy in a dream, telling her that she should try stealing the redwaller's tapestry. Unfortunately a redwaller spy overheard her plan and informed the redwallers of the plot and they decided to retaliate by ambushing the thieves with moldy cheese that had been sitting in the cellars since the time of Matthias. The plot was successful and the vermin thieves were sent scurrying away from the walls. Needless to say, they did not earn a slice of Remmy's doomsday cake when they returned.
Back at Redwall, the valiant members of DAB mobilized themselves for anti-vermin combat. Their arsenal consisted of pillows, pepper bombs and the occasional adult weapon. After a day, they set out into Mossflower via Redwall's side wicker gate, looking to ambush the vermin scouts. Unfortunately, it was not all that long before the dibbuns found themselves in a battle for life and death. Of course, some of the goody-goody dibbuns had tattled to Skipper and a party of otters were sent to rescue the wayward dibbuns. Quickly dispatching the single scout that DAB was cowering before, the otter crew was about to turn back to Redwall when they were ambushed. It's a trap!
The dibbuns screamed as the party was surrounded by two score of Remmy's horde, outnumbering the Redwall crew significantly. However, as the vermin closed in, and all hope seemed lost a relief from Salamandastron rushed in to save the day. Rushing the dibbuns into the abbey, the otters watched as the hares soundly whupped the vermin.
As the vermin retreated, the youngest hare of the platoon sniffed the air. "What's that? the blinkin' bounders left behind a pile of scoff! Probably pilfered from the jolly Abbey!" On a tree stump, a dark cake was placed on a platter there.
"This is bally amazin!" a hare cried and devoured the cake in one gulp. The hare began to writhe in pain and agony as the woodlanders rushed to help.
"Corks, Baldwin, are you alright?" inquired one of the hares.
The hare convulsed, before looking up menacingly. "Er...erm...blinkin', bally, wotsit...NO! I ain't no Baldwin no more, messmate. I'm Badtooth!"
As half of the woodlander force rushed into the Abbey, a massive explosion rent the air. What was left of Baldwin was his favorite cordial jug and a few personal heirlooms. The Abbeybeasts held a vigil that night in honor of Baldwin's death. DAB cried themselves to sleep at the notion they may have been responsible for the tragedy. Meanwhile, in the Great Hall, the Skipper of otters was plotting a raid to avenge Baldwin. He ordered a pincer movement on Remmy's camp followed by a barrage of slingstones. The attack was successful and Remy lost scores of Troops thanks to Skipper's antics.
As the group returned to relish their bloodbath, the vermin remaining were frightened enough to voice complaints to their leader. The chieftess listened, an angry rebuke beginning to bubble up behind her snarl. But before she could unleash her tirade, a steady paw gripped her shoulder. It was Greyfur, one of her best fighters. Greyfur proposed a raid into the heart of the abbey followed by the taking of hostages. Remmy agreed and the two prepared their forces for battle.
Back at Redwall, an attentive wall-top watch noticed Remmy's forces mobilizing in the pre-dawn hours. Skipper, with barely a wink of sleep, was called in charge of planning defenses for the day. Unbeknownst to him, however, Remmy and an elite squad of special ops rats prepared for a campaign into Redwall. The attack began. As the blunt of Remmy's forces smashed into the south wall, Redwallers flung basket after basket of rotten vegetables at the vermin. At that point, Remmy and her squad realized that as the hoard kept attacking, they could easily restock their depleted larders with flung food. So instead of letting the feint pitter into nothing while she dithered around with the elites, she ordered the main body to grab baskets and collect as much food as possible. The Redwallers realized the trick and instantly began a switch of ammunition. Within seconds Bewildered vermin soldiers found themselves pelted by slingstones and burning coals.
As the main force fell back, Remmy ordered her commandos to hack away at the southern wicker gate. Though an inelegant solution, it wasn't long before a small squad of vermin found themselves within the Abbey walls. With the bulk of the Abbey force distracted at the main gates, Remmy's elite squad was free to steal across the lawn. By their observations from the outside, they had a general idea of how to get to the gatehouse so to open the gates. However, they hadn't planned for what was in the walls, and found themselves turned around in the orchard.
Summing up her troops, Remmy charged the gatehouse but found themselves fighting against fourscore of Skipper's ottercrew. Though they were defeated, they managed to open the gates, allowing sixscore vermin to enter the abbey before rushing out the gates. Although the ottercrew were able to close Remmy herself inside the gatehouse, capturing her, it was not certain for a time whether they would be able to expel the wave of vermin. However, led by brave hogmaid Ruffle, the Redwallers were able to eventually gain the upper paw. They forced the tide back across the grounds to the orchard. With the Redwallers effectively holding off the vermin, the ottercrew felt safe enough to interrogate Remmy.
Although they managed to get the position of the vermin's lair, it became clear to them that Remmy was a decoy. A smart otter named Spring noticed that among Remmy's affects a dagger. Remembering that Remmy fought with a spear, Spring picked up the out-of-place weapon and examined it. "Strange, this blade is dull" the ottermaid mused.
"ey! Lay off it!" Remmy complained as the ottermaid fondled the weapon.
More curious now, Spring felt the handle and noticed it was made from fish scales, nothing a mighty leader would wield. Spring then examined Remmy's face. "Aha!" She exclaimed. "This un's a fake!" as she was talking, she gripped Remmy's face and pulled hard. With a mighty yank, Spring ripped off Remmy's face revealing a mask and the sniveling face of Baldwin.
There was a collective gasp from the Redwallers, as the traitorous hare's face screwed up in a foul scowl. "Heh heh, yah thought that yous all saw the last of Badtooth mateys? Well, 'ere I am, smackin gob an' all! You'll neva' catch Remmy the Baker!"
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Post by Barkfur on Sept 5, 2018 6:13:08 GMT -5
Meanwhile, the situation at the orchard was going really bad. Although the woodlanders had reduced the vermin to a score of fighters, they were exhausted and depleted, causing the vermin to gain the upper hand. Heavy fighting in the orchard ensued, causing the remaining score of vermin to fall back to the
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Post by Celebes on Sept 5, 2018 18:17:21 GMT -5
whicker wall gate. So speedy was their flight that they managed to get to the door before the defenders could cut them off, and the invaders melted away into the woods. Too tired to pursue, the battle-worn Redwallers collapsed on the lawn with heaving chests and lolling tongues. It was over. For now.
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Post by Barkfur on Sept 6, 2018 16:57:19 GMT -5
Exhausted and depleted, both sides did not make any major move the following week. Instead, they devised schemes and battle plans for the next conflict. Within the vermin camp, morale was low. Although plate after plate of Remmy's doomsday cake were distributed, that did nothing to lift the hordebeasts' spirits. Back at Redwall, Morale
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Post by Celebes on Sept 6, 2018 21:53:56 GMT -5
was even more abysmal. Many friends and family been slain, and the solace of sleep was stifled by the nightly howls of the insane cries of the hare once known as Baldwin screaming forth from the gatehouse. It did not take many restless nights for the Abbey elders to decide that something had to change.
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Post by Barkfur on Sept 12, 2018 18:44:27 GMT -5
The next day, Brother Joshua was put to work developing a cure for poor Baldwin. As he was doing that, messengers secretly slipped out of the eastern gate, each on their own mission to bring a certain tribe to Redwall's aid. Although most of the brave woodlanders got past Remmy's forces, a few turned back due
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Post by Isaiah on Sept 12, 2018 18:55:43 GMT -5
to an increasingly high frequency patrol of vermin, intent on extorting the woodlands for whatever food, clothing, or resources it had to offer. As Remmy the Baker pondered how best to approach the next attack on Redwall Abbey, Baldwin's behavior was growing increasingly erratic. Everyday he ate less, slept less, and the hare was even beginning to
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Post by Celebes on Sept 14, 2018 15:54:28 GMT -5
insist that he was a rabbit. Clearly, he was not right in the head. That didn't stop several of the Abbey's dibbuns from sallying forth on a nightly basis to try and get a glimpse of the so called "craze'r 'are," as the young mole Bilbur called him. But, as often as they tried to go see Baldwin,
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Post by Barkfur on Sept 14, 2018 18:06:03 GMT -5
they were caught by brother Joshua and sent back to their dorm. Meanwhile, outside Redwall, the messengers were very successful. They had convinced the Guosim, The northlander squirrels, The otters of green isle, the Guoraf and various other factions to rally under one banner to save Redwall. After mobilizing and beginning the long march, they realized there was one
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