Chapter 8
Countdown: 3 days
"Skipper, you alright?" Allayne's voice showed concern at the otter chieftan.
"I'm fine, thankee mate." Skipper was looking at the tapestry of Martin the Warrior as he spoke.
The abbot and Allayne noticed Skipper seemed a bit distant. "Are you sure you feel okay?" The abbot was also a bit concerned.
"I've been nearly killed by a mad hare. What do you think?" He moved away, walking to his room.
"I wouldn't want to be Cornelius right now." remarked Allayne.
Strawberry Scones and mint tea were served for Breakfast. Two otters walked up to the abbot, looking a bit angry. "You were supposed to stay with us, you could have been attacked!"
The abbot sighed. "I'm not allowed to eat in peace?"
"It could have flung you out the window! Its already made you hurl a score of otters at the floor! Allayne, tell him!"
Allayne looked at the angry otter. ,"I know that he won't be attacked for at least 3 days. But, yes, he should be protected."
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Rodney was walking down the stairs to the great hall, his sword tied to him in a knot that only he knew. He didn't want to attack the abbot again.
Few in the abbey seemed to know about the danger. The abbot had apparently not wanted to cause a panic. An otter was eating hotroot soup when he saw Rodney. "Rodney, Matey! I need to talk with you!" He walked over to the hedgehog, who was wondering what was going on. When they were out of hearing range, the otter said, "Hows the wound doing?"
Rodney replied, with concern in his voice. "Good, but what am I supposed to tell everybeast?"
The otter was serious. "You were looking at the sword of Martin, when it slipped out of your hands and cut you."
"What!? I don't drop swords!" The hedgehog was hurt by that-he was good with swords.
The otter sighed. "Fine. Tell them you got it because you were possesed by an evil being who made you try to kill the abbot. Murdering nutcase, thats what they'll call you-and those that do believe will cause chaos. Thats what it wants."
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Rodney limped into breafast, with the otter behind him. He sat next to the abbot, who was preparing to say the prayer.
"Thanks to the plants who grew our food for today thanks to redwallers, who grew, picked and baked Your why the food is here today."
It wasuntraditional, but he wanted to thank the redwallers before he died.
Redwallers cheerd for the grace, and began to eat, but didn't get far. Laughing evily, a black cloacked figure actually floated in. "You are all dead!" it shouted, and redwallers screamed, several getting up to fight it. Otters tried to get around it, but it just laughed and crashed through a window. There was instant chaos, and even the abbot banging on the table yelling "Calm down!" didn't help. There was pounding on the stairs, and Skipper came down.
WA: Okay, so this part of my tale is coming to an end, and I am begining Book 2-Salamandastron. I need hare names! Please e-mail me at waterflasharrowotterredwall.net with names.
Countdown: 3 days
"Skipper, you alright?" Allayne's voice showed concern at the otter chieftan.
"I'm fine, thankee mate." Skipper was looking at the tapestry of Martin the Warrior as he spoke.
The abbot and Allayne noticed Skipper seemed a bit distant. "Are you sure you feel okay?" The abbot was also a bit concerned.
"I've been nearly killed by a mad hare. What do you think?" He moved away, walking to his room.
"I wouldn't want to be Cornelius right now." remarked Allayne.
Strawberry Scones and mint tea were served for Breakfast. Two otters walked up to the abbot, looking a bit angry. "You were supposed to stay with us, you could have been attacked!"
The abbot sighed. "I'm not allowed to eat in peace?"
"It could have flung you out the window! Its already made you hurl a score of otters at the floor! Allayne, tell him!"
Allayne looked at the angry otter. ,"I know that he won't be attacked for at least 3 days. But, yes, he should be protected."
l¯¯¯ll¯¯¯ll¯¯¯ll¯¯¯ll
Rodney was walking down the stairs to the great hall, his sword tied to him in a knot that only he knew. He didn't want to attack the abbot again.
Few in the abbey seemed to know about the danger. The abbot had apparently not wanted to cause a panic. An otter was eating hotroot soup when he saw Rodney. "Rodney, Matey! I need to talk with you!" He walked over to the hedgehog, who was wondering what was going on. When they were out of hearing range, the otter said, "Hows the wound doing?"
Rodney replied, with concern in his voice. "Good, but what am I supposed to tell everybeast?"
The otter was serious. "You were looking at the sword of Martin, when it slipped out of your hands and cut you."
"What!? I don't drop swords!" The hedgehog was hurt by that-he was good with swords.
The otter sighed. "Fine. Tell them you got it because you were possesed by an evil being who made you try to kill the abbot. Murdering nutcase, thats what they'll call you-and those that do believe will cause chaos. Thats what it wants."
l¯¯¯ll¯¯¯ll¯¯¯ll¯¯¯ll
Rodney limped into breafast, with the otter behind him. He sat next to the abbot, who was preparing to say the prayer.
"Thanks to the plants who grew our food for today thanks to redwallers, who grew, picked and baked Your why the food is here today."
It wasuntraditional, but he wanted to thank the redwallers before he died.
Redwallers cheerd for the grace, and began to eat, but didn't get far. Laughing evily, a black cloacked figure actually floated in. "You are all dead!" it shouted, and redwallers screamed, several getting up to fight it. Otters tried to get around it, but it just laughed and crashed through a window. There was instant chaos, and even the abbot banging on the table yelling "Calm down!" didn't help. There was pounding on the stairs, and Skipper came down.
WA: Okay, so this part of my tale is coming to an end, and I am begining Book 2-Salamandastron. I need hare names! Please e-mail me at waterflasharrowotterredwall.net with names.