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MUCK Logs

Late Night Chat-Redwall Log

Log:
Leon-Brother and Master Healer of Redwall
Zee- Resident of Redwall Abbey

RW Abbey: Firepit
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Unexpected Fight-Long Patrol Log

'Log:

Flint- Fighter and recently made a Corporal in the LP
Kate-LP Hare

Western Shore
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The hot golden sand stretches north beyond the horizon. It seems as if you are walking on an endless beach, except that the tip of a mountain peeks over the southern horizon. The fresh, salty air stings as the ocean winds challenge you. There is nowhere to go to the west, for the sea merges with the sand. If you look carefully out over the water, you might just spot a ship.

You Got Mail....-Redwall Log

Redwall Log:
With:
Oz-Papa Oz and the Dibbun caretaker of Redwall
Zee- grumpy badger resident of the abbey
Rascal-Fox and…for now visitor of Redwall Abbey, maybe possible Resident one day

RW Abbey: Firepit
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Xander found........ish (Long Patrol log)

Read dis first, please: http://rwmuck.limitless.org/rwmuck/content/riches-share-jedrick-log

Western Shore
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The hot golden sand stretches north beyond the horizon. It seems as if you are walking on an endless beach, except that the tip of a mountain peeks over the southern horizon. The fresh, salty air stings as the ocean winds challenge you. There is nowhere to go to the west, for the sea merges with the sand. If you look carefully out over the water, you might just spot a ship.

Suddenly MOAR lizards! (side plot)

goes along with this log http://rwmuck.limitless.org/rwmuck/content/suddenly-lizards-part-i

Many things needed to be repaired in Camp Willow after the raid. Housing, the tavern, a guard shack, one of the things at the bottom of the list however is a prison cell. After the Viking raid it wasn't imaginable the otters would be too keen on taking prisoners anyway.

Riches to Share?-Jedrick Log

Halyard Tavern: Main Room
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Halyard Tavern ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Warmly lit by torches along the walls and lanterns set upon the many tables
scattered around the room, the main room of the Halyard Tavern is an often-
populated area. One corner of the tavern is taken up by a stage, about a
foot or two higher than the rest of the floor, where live entertainment
performs, while circular tables, both large and small, are set up in front
of the stage, spreading out into the center of the room. Meanwhile, around

No One Is Having A Good Day-Jedrick Log

***This first part does not have any of my characters in it, but I included it as a request to help understand about the mentioned cave and boat, in this first part Liam spoofs some vermin that our friend Sorex stumbles upon before finding an even more dangerous foe come later in the day ****
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Practice Makes Perfect

A pleasant outdoor afternoon. Rue practices small talk. Monty practices drawing. Adrian talks about practicing fencing. Everyone thinks a little bit about a beast they wish was there.

Suddenly Lizards! Part I

A lone traveler tries to catch some fish. A lizard wants to have her for dinner. A kidnapping ensues...

Conclusion to come soon

Don't make her mad /also entitled/ "...well, I didn't kill Feanor, so I guess we're sort of goodish, maybe." (Long Patrol log in Salamandastron)

Salamandastron: Training Room
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This is the training room for the hares of the long patrol. The walls
seem to have taken a severe beating, more than likely not from stray
arrows missing the archery targets. There are several of said archery
targets lining the west wall, each with small oak stands a good distance
off to hold arrows, hang a bracer, and rest a bow on. The targets are of
simple design: a large, tightly wrapped bale of hay with a coarse paper

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