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Rillug listened thoughtfully to Raphael as the rain continued to patter overhead. He couldn't help but smirk when he mentioned not knowing where he was, since Rillug was in the same boat. As the badger looked to him once again, he quickly wiped it off his face to regain composure. His face shifted to one of concern, "Well, tis a right fearful thing, to ferget who ye are. Seems yer lucky though – to remember yer name." Rillug paused, thinking what he would do if he couldn't remember who he was: if he couldn't remember his family or what happened to them. He shuddered at the thought and pushed it from his mind. He hoped it wouldn't ever come to that. Rillug's eyes followed Raphael as he looked around the clearing. The bright flashes of lightning lit up the undergrowth, illuminating things for just a moment. In one such flash Rillug thought he saw something and stopped to turn towards it before Raphael interrupted his thoughts once again.


"I don't know what to do anymore. I'm so lost... And I'm getting really hungry..."


Something in Rillug softened as the beast made his honest plea. He shuffled a little awkwardly, but decided it would be best to take charge and look after Raphael as if he were one of his own. He straightened up and puffed out his chest. "Don'tcha worry, ye 'ave Cap'n Rillug 'ere! Ah'll see to it that we get fed n' find more about yer lil' situation." A sudden gust of wind buffeted Rillug and nearly toppled him, ruining his previously dignified pose. "Aagh, but first let's find ah spot o' shelter to ride out this 'ere storm, shall we?"

Rillug involuntarily flinched as the hidden beast tapped his cutlass, but quickly recovered and barked a challenge at them. "Oi, Don'tche touch me blade... a'less yer ready t-to..." his voice trailed off as the wind left his sails when the bushes parted and he found himself starring face-to-face with someone nearly a head taller than he. He was even more caught off guard when the beast suddenly snapped to attention.


"Hello Sir. I am Rapheal the First. It's nice to meet you. I would tell you more but...I am mostly unsure myself. I was actually hoping you could help with that, but first: Who are you?"


Raphael the First, huh? Whoever this was seemed important, if a little strange, but he did not seem hostile. And looking him up and down at a glance seemed to suggest that he wasn't a vermin. Bewildered by this turn of events, Rillug had lost himself in his contemplation before remembering the beast's last question.

"Oh, err, me?" he stammered out. "I... I am Cap'n Rillug, terror of the waves n' vermin alike!" Trying to regain some of his composure, he puffed himself up in a similar manner to Raphael. He hesitated a moment, shoulders sinking before asking, "Say, yer not a vermin beast, right? Then, if'n ye don't mind me askin', what be you?"

 Rillug was once again, lost. Well and truly lost. Continuing to be assaulted by the heavy downpour, it felt as though he had been tracing the exact same ground for at least an hour as he tried to press on. No matter which direction he went, or which turn he took at the fork he always seemed to end back in the same clearing in which he had started, with its hacked up pile of stinging nettles. As he took a moment to ponder his situation, a loud, booming voice called out to him and roused him from his thoughts.

"HALT! Identify yourself! Friend or foe?"

Rillug whirled around to face where the shout had originated, and readied his cutlass in response. He was hoping that he wouldn't have to use his cutlass, but he was prepared to just in case. Gathering all the courage he could muster, he shouted his own challenge back. "Why, it'd depend upon who be askin', eh?! If you're one of them vermin, then tremble at the sight of Cap'n Rillug, terror of the waves!"

Not waiting for a response, he yelled out one final demand, looking around and through the brush as he did for his foe. "Now show yerself, a'fore I'm forced to show you me blade!" A peal of thunder boomed out across the woods as he raised his blade high.

A lone sea otter stands upon the lake shoreline, looking at the sinking remains of a wooden schooner, its hull dashed upon the rocks lining the lake bed. The otter wears strange garb, a tattered and worn blue and red frock flapping lazily in the wind. A single crimson sash runs across their chest, with a rusted and chipped cutlass pushed into it. The sun hangs lazily in the sky overhead, surrounded by a slowly expanding blanket of clouds. Holding a dirty and torn hat to his chest, the otter sighs.

"I suppose it weren't ever gonna last me forever." With that Rillug dons his hat and turns around, staring off into the looming forest surrounding him.

"Well," he ponders, "I ain't a single clue where I am. There's no sea for miles, and not a soul in sight." He scratches his chin thoughtfully for a few moments, before laughing to himself and traipsing off towards the trees. "Suppose I might as well get going, eh? Can't very well do anything here by meself."


A few hours later finds Rillug deep in the woods, cursing to himself as he swings his cutlass to and fro at the dense foliage around him. The sky overhead has begun to darken, a storm ready to break out at a moment's notice.

"Blasted forest ain't no place fer a proper sea otter. I should be out on the waves!" He spits to his side as he dispatches an unfortunate oak branch. "But now, I've gone and got meself stuck here without a clue of me bearings. At least by the lake I had me boat."

As he's muttering and cursing to himself, Rillug misses a low-lying branch in his path and crashes his head into it. Reeling from the blow, he clasps a paw to his head takes a step backwards, tripping over a loose stone and falling into a bush of stinging nettles.

"Ah, blast it all!!" He screams, kicking and hacking wildly to get free of the nettles, all the while being pricked and poked and prodded in retaliation. After his titanic duel with the bush he manages to free himself and chucks his cutlass to one side. Sighing, he slumps against the nearest tree and falls silent.

"What a fool I am," he mutters, rubbing at his eyes. "Screaming and kicking like I ain't nothing but a babe." He pauses, the words bringing something back to his mind. Wistfully, he stares at the ground, lost in thought.

"Just like Sali..."

His sea-salted features soften for but a moment as the wind flows through the tree overhead. His features quickly harden back into a grimace and a clap of thunder sounds in the distance as he leaps up. ""Arggh, I cannot sit here a moment longer while that vermin still draws breath. Even without me ship, I'll find that filth if it's the last thing I do."

He snatches up his cutlass and storms off further into the woods as another peal of thunder sounds out, and the pitter-patter of rain starts overhead.

And once more shall you be dethroned

Over quarantine, I'm happy to say I'd been able to finish 3 books I'd been meaning to get around to; considering I tend to collect books more than I read them. But recently my friends started up a lil book club where we designate some literature, then discuss & share our thoughts on the subject matter afterwards via videochat.
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That sounds pretty cool! Makes me kind of tempted to do something like that with my friends.

I want to read more and I bought a whole bunch of books and I haven't touched any of them. I'm getting another book in the mail tomorrow I know I won't touch for a while either. Makes me sad, I used to read all the time.

I feel that- I've been trying to read a couple of books over this past year and haven't made a ton of progress. Recently though I've been listening to the Mariel audiobook and it's been making me wanna read some more

I've tried to get my friends to read the books before, even lending it to them but they never seem to get around to it : (

Heck yeaahhhhh, I'm excited for the new show to come out. It means it'll be time to get my friends into Redwall

Yaay! : D <3

Heck to the yeah

OOh nice!
(also, is it sad that I've never watch Jurassic Park)

More root beer than I would be dumping

Huh, interesting.
How exactly is it poisonous?

Ya gotta believe!

I guess I'm in