AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is a project my sister and I have been working on for a few years now; we finally decided to put it up for others to (hopefully) enjoy. This is a collection of scenes in which Redwall characters act out sections from the LOTR movies; I will update as time permits, and as we complete ideas and I write them out. (I was having trouble formatting this, so apologies if it's kind of weird in the formatting area… eventually I'll figure this out… )
Feel free to comments. :-) Hope you enjoy it.
Lysander
MARTIN THE WARRIOR
SCENE ONE:
:Martin is brought before Badrang for the first time after attacking Hisk.:
BADRANG
You know the penalty is death for attacking one of my horde.
:Badrang touches the sword point at Martin's chest.:
BADRANG (con't)
I could run you through right now and snuff out your life. What'd you say to that, mouse?
MARTIN
Scum! That sword is not yours save by unhappy chance!
:Badrang looks shocked and afraid. He backs away.:
Martin (con't)
It is mine! Give it to me! Give it to me!
:Martin flings himself on Badrang and tries to wrest the sword away from the stoat.:
BADRANG
No!
MARTIN
Give me the sword!
BADRANG
Noooo!
:Badrang kicks Martin off.:
SCENE TWO:
:Badrang stars at Martin, after the mouse is brought before him.:
BADRANG
And why would a mouse attack one of my creatures?
:Felldoh steps forward boldly.:
FELLDOH
This is no mere mouse. He is Martin, son of Luke the Warrior.
:Badrang raises his eyebrows.:
BADRANG
Martin? So this... is Luke's heir?
FELLDOH
And heir to the sword that (will be) broken.
:Felldoh points at the sword Badrang holds.:
FELLDOH (con't)
You owe him that sword.
BARKJOHN
(In Squirrelish) Stand down, Felldoh.
:Badrang sneers, his voice heavy with scorn.:
BADRANG
Martin has no sword. Martin shall get no sword.
SCENE THREE:
:Luke the Warrior stands on the coast and hands Martin his sword.:
LUKE
The first thing warriors must learn is discipline.
:Martin grips the sword hilt tightly.:
MARTIN
What must I do?
SCENE FOUR:
:Martin is talking to Aryah about Rose coming with him to Marshank.:
MARTIN
If by my life or death I can protect her, I will.
:He kneels and clasps Aryah's paw gently.:
MARTIN (con't)
You have my sword.
SCENE FIVE:
:Martin addresses the Noonvale creatures after Boldred's announcement.:
MARTIN
You heard Boldred, we need plenty of help!
:The otter quartet steps forward, as well as some other creatures.:
OTTER 1
You have my sword!
SQUIRREL 1
And my bow!
MOLE 1
An' moi ax.
SCENE SIX:
:Ballaw stands behind the cart with his small group of Rambling Rosehip Players and Fur and Freedom Fighters, holding a javelin and staring out to sea.:
GROOT
Ballaw, every creature that can fight has been issued a javelin.
BALLAW
Who am I, Groot?
GROOT
You are our leader, sir.
BALLAW
And do you trust your leader?
GROOT
Your troops will follow you to whatever end, sir.
BALLAW
To whatever end... Where is the mouse and the warrior? Where is the force that was coming? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like wind in the meadows. The days have gone down in the west, behind the hills into shadow. (He pauses.) How did it come to this?
SCENE SEVEN:
:Martin walks beside Boldred, approaching a hill. Martin is trying to explain that their force is still too small to confront Badrang with hopes of victory.:
MARTIN
It would take an army of thousands to storm Marshank.
BOLDRED
Tens of thousands.
MARTIN
But Boldred, there is no such army-
:He is cut short, his eyes widening in astonishment as he tops the ridge of the hill. Spread below is a massive army of various woodlanders. They start chanting, banging swords on shields, pounding spears against the ground, and shouting at the tops of their voices.:
ARMY
Martin! Martin! Martin! Yarrrg!
:Boldred holds out a wing, and absolute silence falls.:
BOLDRED
A new power is rising. Victory is at paw. This night the land will be stained with the blood of vermin! March to Marshank! Leave none alive! To war!
:As the roar of the army echoes, Boldred says is a lower voice to Martin:
Boldred (con't)
There will be no dawn of Marshank.
SCENE EIGHT:
:Rowanoak pushes the burning cart towards Marshank's gates. Up on the walls Badrang sees her and turns to one of his archers.:
BADRANG
Take the badger down, archer!
:The ferret archer's bow twangs. An arrow grazes Rowanoak's left shoulder. She snarls and keeps going.:
BADRANG (con't)
Kill her! Killher!
:Another arrows whizzes by Rowanoak's other shoulder. With a mighty roar, she flings herself forward, sending the cart careening into the gates. In a huge explosion of fire and smoke, the gates shudder violently. Badrang is flung off the wall from the impact.: