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Post by Flameclaw on Oct 14, 2005 21:39:51 GMT -5
Flame was getting impatient but he knew how to get on the right side of an old vixen.
"That she may, but I'll bet you that she's spry enough to put you to shame." He smiled down at the vixen, yet there was no patronisation in his voice or face.
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Post by Kazzor on Oct 14, 2005 21:44:47 GMT -5
OOC: Hey guys, sorry I haven't been posting. I'm gonna pull from this RP to prepare for something else coming up. Again I'm sorry
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Post by Flameclaw on Oct 14, 2005 21:54:43 GMT -5
OOC: It's fine, I'd actually forgotten that you were in this RP..
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Post by Typhoon on Oct 16, 2005 0:55:48 GMT -5
OOC: So had I...
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Post by archerpaw on Oct 16, 2005 2:31:56 GMT -5
OOC, 's okay
BIC
**The Vixen Sharply Broke her Gaze on the Note, Glanceing In an unkind way at grenn, then making her over to one of the Benches, Talking as she went**
'Highrock is a ghost town, young beasts, a ruined hamlet, no one ever goes there but Buccaneers and other such scum. It used to be a nice place, but that was before my time.'
**She sat down on a Bench, Glancing once more at the note on the wall**
'I don't know who Jeff Shimmerripple is, but I Do know about Holt Shimmerripple'
**The Vixen turned her head and looked out the door, staring into the rain**
'Aye, I know................ Now what is it that you'd be wanting with tha' forsaken place?
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Post by Flameclaw on Oct 16, 2005 20:06:02 GMT -5
Flame decided to be honest with the vixen, most older beasts could tell a lie from the truth. He started on the more 'honourable' of his two reasons,
"It is my duty as a Horde member to protect any beast on this island, and this Jeff Shimmerripple sounds like somebeast who'll cause trouble. And I'm bored and this sounds interesting."
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Post by grenn on Oct 16, 2005 20:15:28 GMT -5
**Grenn looked at Flame. He was right, it was our duty to protect all beasts. Grenn wanted to be on the way. He was tired of this talking. He just looked around at the other beasts enjoying there meals and drinks.**
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Post by Typhoon on Oct 17, 2005 2:40:01 GMT -5
Typhoon looked at the vixen. "Holt Shimmerripple? They wouldn't be otters as well, would they? It's just that Holt and Shimmerripple both sound very, well, otterish. So does Jeff, come to think about it."
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Post by archerpaw on Oct 17, 2005 7:32:58 GMT -5
**The Vixen Looked at Flameclaw with a crooked grin, and said, Chuckling**
"Aye, it does sound interesting!"
** The Vixen straightend up her back and began Speaking**
"Now, young Badger, you are quite right! Holt Shimmerripple is a very Mixed bag of Otters, Some bad, Some Good, most........ are your worst nightmares!"
**Outside, the rain got heavier, and the storm began to roll in from the sea. The vixen Relaxed a little and decided to narrate most of what she knew**
"Holt Shimmerripple have been around for scores of seasons, but the story as I've been told, Is that they were Fisherbeasts living on the Southeast coast mossflower who had migrated from the North.
However, they were attacked at night by a gang of Rats, and most of them escaped by swimming out to sea.It was said they started calling themselves Shimmerripple after they watched the flames of their burning home and boats reflected on the rippling water."
**The Vixen took a gourd out of her satchel, and took a swig**
"Aye, they moved a league or two further south after that, and training for war became part of life for them."
**The vixen looked out the door at the storm, shaking her head**
"Many seasons passed, then they started suffering attacks from the ocean from Sea Rats. They were able to fight back, at first, but a few seasons of never knowing when they would be attacked, and a few more family killed was the last straw. They moved even further south, and started building larger ships, corsair ships," **The vixen wheezed, and took another swig of her drink, and said** "Ships for hunting!, they were still a large tribe, and they were angry, and so they took to attacking"
**She Paused, having yet another swig of her drink, catching her breath**
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Post by grenn on Oct 17, 2005 19:09:32 GMT -5
"WoooooW! That's a sad story but also a bad story. We need to do something about this. Let's go." **Grenn looked out at the storm but then he turned around and said"Well it's raining...... really hard."
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Post by Flameclaw on Oct 18, 2005 2:38:43 GMT -5
"And now ma'am, do you know what would have caused them to come over here? Or what we could do now?" Flame already knew that the vixen hadn't finished, but he felt that it was more polite to request more information.
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Post by archerpaw on Oct 18, 2005 23:23:15 GMT -5
**The vixen looked up at Flameclaw**
" At first they Exacted Revenge on the Sea rats, but once they were finnished with them, some got more ambitious. Many of the Shimmerripple tribe took to piracy on the seas, but a few just left the rest to their evil deeds."
**The vixen went to take yet another drink, but the gourd was empty, so she packed it back into her satchel**
"The result was that Holt Shimmerripple itself became almost desserted, and served as a safe harbour for their ships, The Shimmerripples then took to employing Stoats, weasels, Foxes, and Ironically, Searats.
They did this to swell their numbers. Eventually they had a fearsome Armarda, nearly a score of Ships packed with the most sadistic and ruthless scum anywhere, and so, pickings on the southeast of mossflower had become thin. One Shimmerripple Captain called Harold, I think, was on an expedition to find new prey, but on his voyage he was forced to winter on this very isle!
Here he found several small towns and peaceful beasts, Includeing Highrock. When he returned to Holt Shimmerripple, Things had become desparate, so Almost the entire Armarda Sailed for this Isle, Unfortunatley, or fortunately, the Chief Captains had argued long about whether to sail, and by the time the voyage began, it was awfully close to winter."
" There were two vessels that made it here, they were called the Greenhawk and the Shifty Helm.
when they landed, they promptly declared war on the existing inhabitants, they raised nearly every town to its' foundations, except Highrock, which they used as a base. I was born and raised there.
Now, there was a fox, in fact a Large family of foxes, who had lost a lot of Kin in the Voyage, they were unhappy with the Shimmerripple Tribe, and they mutinied, and marooned they Shimmerripples and some of their loyals behind, after destroying Highrock.
there are about two score left on the Isle, they mostly live as hermits, and are mostly suspicious of the Horde.
Highrock is due north of here, about a league or two."
**As the Vixen finnished talking, The rain began abating, as the storm passed on overhead**
"You'd best watch your step if you want to go there, There are a few Shimmeripples Still making a profit off the island, and may want to protect their intrests, just tread lightly and be polite, and you mightn't find your head rolling in the dust"
**She winked at grenn, and said**
"And haste will most definatly get you killed!"
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Post by Typhoon on Oct 19, 2005 1:15:36 GMT -5
Typhoon nodded.
"She's right, Grenn. If there are a score of them, the three of us can't just breeze in and say, 'Oi! We're looking for Jeff so we can kill him!'
I suggest we go back to the fort and raise a platoon. We are both Lieutenants, after all.
Furthermore, if we get killed, these Shimmerripples might raise an army from the port scum and attack the Horde. There's no real hurry anyway. Our objective is to exterminate these guys so we can secure the dominance of the Horde on this island. Since they pose no immediate threat to us, we can take our time and gather some of our troops."
OOC: These troops will be NPCs, of course.
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Post by grenn on Oct 19, 2005 16:58:09 GMT -5
**Grenn knew that Typhoon knew more about planning and other things of that nature. He yeiled.**"Your right Typhoon well let's get planning or something."
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Post by archerpaw on Oct 19, 2005 21:35:40 GMT -5
**The Vixen Shook her head**
"March up there with a platoon of soldiers and they'd have all left long before you actually get there, Highrock is on a slight rise, with pathways leading down to the shore, and there's nothing to hide in right up to the ruins."
**The vixen smiled a slow smile**
"And they're all fairly good Archers and poiseners, you would do better to tread lightly. Keep in mind that they are, essentially, out for a profit. Offer them something for information about this Jeff shimmerripple, and it would be best to talk to a fox I know.........
A short bloke, older than me, he knows almost anything there is to know about the isle, the nearest tunnel entrance is a few feet to the left of you, Badger."
**The Vixen Looked Directly at the Badger eyes**
" And trying to exterminate them would be a bad idea, they know this isle like the back of their paws, and **She added with a whisper** they would most likely know your fort as well."
**She continued at a normal volume**
They mostly just want to mind their own business, ya' know.
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Post by Flameclaw on Oct 19, 2005 21:36:27 GMT -5
"All this is good," Flame couldn't keep his face mournful and serious any longer, so he was looking serious and mourful while almost smiling, "But I was hoping that I would get fighting soon. What's the fun of clearing them out with half a leigon of troops at our back?"
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Post by grenn on Oct 20, 2005 20:11:16 GMT -5
"So we don't die in the process. I think having a platoon is a good idea. Come to think about it.We could have some shield barrers and have archers shooting though the shields."**Grenn smiled at Flame.**
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Post by Typhoon on Oct 20, 2005 20:12:38 GMT -5
The badger looked to his left. It took him some time before he realised that the tunnel was behind the clump of ferns right in front of him. Typhoon turned back to the fox and spoke in a respectful voice.
"Thank you, madam. Just one last thing; do you have any idea who that otter skeleton was? I ask because if it was one of their own creatures, then it would not be any of our business. But if it was one of the Horde's creatures..."
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Post by Flameclaw on Oct 21, 2005 3:17:46 GMT -5
"So I will get to do more than direct troops...." Flame grinned and bowed sufficiently to be respectful, but not far enough to be ridiculing the vixen and then stepped away to the tunnel and hopped in, claws ready, not waiting to hear if it was duty or stupidity that was the "reason" for them persuing this Jeff Shimmerripple.
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Post by archerpaw on Oct 21, 2005 17:37:40 GMT -5
**The Vixen looked again at the skeleton**
"To be Honest, I have no Idea! But it was probably the old Otter that used to live in this hut, his name was Lenny,he was here long before the horde came"
**The tunnel that flame entered was tall and wide enough for him to stand erect, but the group would only be able to progress one at a time. It is Very dark inside the tunnel, and something like.... a thingy trap could easily be missed even by someone with excellent night vision.**
OOC hint hint, there was a lamp that was hanging from the roof of the hut, you might want to take it with you.........
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