The next morning
Fro is now tied to his chair. He also noticed he was in a smaller tunic. Across the table from him sits Froster and the badgermother Goldstripe. On the table were the few possessions Fro had when he was caught including some bread a small water flask about fifteen small pouches of various powders and his short sword. Froster looks at the short sword still in its tattered scabbard. He reaches out and draws the sword. Froster stares at the blade, which was a smooth light blue crystal razor sharp at each edge.
"Fro I know you woke up awhile ago so you might as well talk to me now."
Fro opens his eyes fully and looks at Froster holding his sword. "I see your admiring my blade, so what do you think of it."
"Well its certainly pretty but I doubt it would hold up in a fight."
Fro glares at Froster "It would hold up better then your cheese slicer."
This time Froster glares, "Well how about we test your little knife now."
Goldstripe pulls Froster back away from the table "Don't let that vermin trick you Froster he's trying to get you riled up."
Froster comes back to his senses and moves back to his seat. He looks back at Fro who is no longer glaring but looks to be deep in thought "Fro skipper brought you here because he thought you had information now would you please just tell me it."
Fro looks around "Where is that skipper fella anyways probably embarrassed about me lifting his knife earlier huh."
Froster looks at Fro and sighs, "Please just tell us about the mouse you saw."
"Alright I'll tell you all you, but first could I have some of my food my food on the table there?"
Froster looks at the pathetic bread on the table and then looks back at Fro. "Goldstripe would you please go fetch us some breakfast while we talk."
Goldstripe leaves with much hesitation shooing the nosey beasts away from the door. Fro looks at Froster "could you do something about these" he says motioning toward the ropes on his hands, "otherwise how are we supposed to speak as civilized beasts."
Fro looks up at his sword quivering inches above his head imbedded in the chair "I'll take that as a no. Well let's start then, I am Fro formerly a captain in the Black Sand Alliance under the command of Blackdeath. I left because I couldn't stand his sadistic and violent nature. After leaving I headed steadily west until those otters jumped me. While I was in their care I had a vision of a mouse carrying that sword of yours. He told me to warn an otter of frost, which I would assume, is you and the warning is that Blackdeath is coming this way. Oh and one more thing have you been having an increase in illnesses in the past few days?"
"What do you mean have we more illnesses around here?" Froster asked, shocked. "We have been having Dibbuns and otherbeasts complaining about stomachaches. Why do you ask?"
Fro immediately looks worried "Go get me a bowl of the water you drink and hurry" Froster looks suspiciously at Fro. "Go get the water!" Fro yells.
Froster runs to the door and grabs a young mole that was eavesdropping " Go get us a bowl of water and please hurry."
"Oh aye zurr, oi get that quick as ee loik!"
Froster comes back and sits down. Fro looks at him "Look through those powders of mine and find a light purple one that smells like mint."
Froster looks at him oddly. "Either you do it or let me loose to do it."
Froster finds the powder just as the mole gets back "'Ere's ee water zurr." The mole said, and then ran off.
"Okay Froster toss a dash of that powder in the water."
Froster tosses in the powder and the water turns pink
Froster looks over at Fro "No not pink anything but pink."
Fro is now tied to his chair. He also noticed he was in a smaller tunic. Across the table from him sits Froster and the badgermother Goldstripe. On the table were the few possessions Fro had when he was caught including some bread a small water flask about fifteen small pouches of various powders and his short sword. Froster looks at the short sword still in its tattered scabbard. He reaches out and draws the sword. Froster stares at the blade, which was a smooth light blue crystal razor sharp at each edge.
"Fro I know you woke up awhile ago so you might as well talk to me now."
Fro opens his eyes fully and looks at Froster holding his sword. "I see your admiring my blade, so what do you think of it."
"Well its certainly pretty but I doubt it would hold up in a fight."
Fro glares at Froster "It would hold up better then your cheese slicer."
This time Froster glares, "Well how about we test your little knife now."
Goldstripe pulls Froster back away from the table "Don't let that vermin trick you Froster he's trying to get you riled up."
Froster comes back to his senses and moves back to his seat. He looks back at Fro who is no longer glaring but looks to be deep in thought "Fro skipper brought you here because he thought you had information now would you please just tell me it."
Fro looks around "Where is that skipper fella anyways probably embarrassed about me lifting his knife earlier huh."
Froster looks at Fro and sighs, "Please just tell us about the mouse you saw."
"Alright I'll tell you all you, but first could I have some of my food my food on the table there?"
Froster looks at the pathetic bread on the table and then looks back at Fro. "Goldstripe would you please go fetch us some breakfast while we talk."
Goldstripe leaves with much hesitation shooing the nosey beasts away from the door. Fro looks at Froster "could you do something about these" he says motioning toward the ropes on his hands, "otherwise how are we supposed to speak as civilized beasts."
Fro looks up at his sword quivering inches above his head imbedded in the chair "I'll take that as a no. Well let's start then, I am Fro formerly a captain in the Black Sand Alliance under the command of Blackdeath. I left because I couldn't stand his sadistic and violent nature. After leaving I headed steadily west until those otters jumped me. While I was in their care I had a vision of a mouse carrying that sword of yours. He told me to warn an otter of frost, which I would assume, is you and the warning is that Blackdeath is coming this way. Oh and one more thing have you been having an increase in illnesses in the past few days?"
"What do you mean have we more illnesses around here?" Froster asked, shocked. "We have been having Dibbuns and otherbeasts complaining about stomachaches. Why do you ask?"
Fro immediately looks worried "Go get me a bowl of the water you drink and hurry" Froster looks suspiciously at Fro. "Go get the water!" Fro yells.
Froster runs to the door and grabs a young mole that was eavesdropping " Go get us a bowl of water and please hurry."
"Oh aye zurr, oi get that quick as ee loik!"
Froster comes back and sits down. Fro looks at him "Look through those powders of mine and find a light purple one that smells like mint."
Froster looks at him oddly. "Either you do it or let me loose to do it."
Froster finds the powder just as the mole gets back "'Ere's ee water zurr." The mole said, and then ran off.
"Okay Froster toss a dash of that powder in the water."
Froster tosses in the powder and the water turns pink
Froster looks over at Fro "No not pink anything but pink."