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Clans / Valentine & Boulanger: Private Investigators
« on: July 02, 2020, 12:54:08 PM »
Part 1: Out of Vermin City

    I sat in the windowsill of my 4th story office, smoking a cigarette and staring out across the skyline of Vermin City. What was once a filthy rathole of a city is now a shining metropolis, ever since my partner and I cleaned up the city.

    I shot a glance over at my business partner, Aria Boulanger. She was a silver fox, with the thickest, silkiest fur you’ve ever seen, legs for days, and amber eyes that would dazzle any doll or fella. Aria had been heir to the Boulanger Family, a crooked crew of foxes that were running the city from the underground. She’d never had the stomach for that kind of work though, so when she came to me saying she wanted to go straight, I obliged. She turned out to be a good detective, full of moxie. It was nice not to work alone for once, so I hired her permanently. We worked so many cases together after that, we were unstoppable. That is, until the crime dried up.

Now she was sitting in our office, reading the newspaper, no doubt looking for a headline that would land us a job. She must have felt my gaze on her, because she set the paper down and turned to look at me.

“If you’re going to smoke that thing in here, at least open the [darn] window,” She said, wrinkling her snout. I opened the window and flicked my cigarette butt out onto the street.

    “Find anything good in the paper?” I asked. She pulled out a page and handed it to me. It was an article about a country across the sea, one I’d never heard of. Skimming the article, I gave her an inquisitive look. “Mossflower?”

    “Yeah. It’s a little backwater country with high crime rates. Apparently it’s always in some kinda turmoil. Might be worth checkin’ out.”

“Maybe. Not like there’s much for me here anymore. I can’t pay the rent on my apartment, and it’s been lonely since Tabitha left me for some rich mook.” I said, setting down the newspaper and lighting up another cigarette. Aria rolled her eyes at me.

“Tabitha left you because you cared more about your job than her, and you’re out there catcalling other women in the streets,” Aria said, standing up. “Vermin City will do without us, why not explore other opportunities? Mossflower may not be as glamorous as it is here, but it’s our best shot. We can always come back.”

“Alright,” I said, getting up from the windowsill. “Let’s go to Mossflower.”


“What do you mean I can’t bring my gun?!” Aria shouted at the travel official at the docks. The stoat held up his paws defensively.

“Miss, Mossflower is not like Vermin City. They don’t have guns there. It would be irresponsible of us to let you take that kind of technology there. I-I’m gonna have to take your watch too. But don’t worry, we’ll have them stored for you and you can get them when you come back.”
Reluctantly, Aria handed over all the modern tech she had on her to the clerk. When my turn came after hers, I handed over my gun to them. They inspected the rest of my luggage, and I was given a ticket.
 Aria had waited for me by the ramp to board the boat. It was a big, old fashioned thing with sails. It was going to be a much longer trip than I anticipated. We boarded the ship together, setting off for our new life in Mossflower Country.

    “Hey careful with that, that suitcase is full of cigarettes and if you damage them, I’ll kill you,” I said to the shrew loading my things onto her raft. She rolled her eyes and threw my second suitcase onto the raft as well. Aria carried her own things onboard, setting them down before taking a seat near the edge of the raft so she could look out over the water. I sat next to her as the shrews pushed off from the shore, and we started our journey down the River Moss.
    “Where are we headed anyway?” I asked Aria. She pulled a map out of her bag and unraveled it so I could see. She pointed to a spot upriver.

    “Redwall Abbey. I read about it before we came. It’s a wonderful old building with a rich history and--”

    “Now hold on, I thought we were looking for work, not takin’ a history tour,” I said, interrupting her. She huffed and folded up the map, stuffing it back in her bag.

    “We ARE looking for work. But I thought it’d be nice to take a little vacation first. Maybe get to know some of the local culture before we started looking for work.” She explained as she took her violin out of its case. She began to play a song I quickly recognized as an old folk tune from back home. Laying down on the deck, I closed my eyes and just listened to the music. Maybe she was right. Maybe a vacation could be good.

    “I’m so sorry,” the Abbess said, holding back tears. “Normally we’d welcome you to our Abbey with open arms. But I’m afraid something’s happened.”

    “What’s the matter, Abbess Mel?” the shrew guide asked. The Abbess looked nervously at the foxes, then down at the shrew before answering.

    “I’m afraid that our bellringer, Brother Buckley, h-has been killed,” She managed to say before she started sobbing. Aria and I exchanged glances while the shrew tried to calm the Abbess down. Aria stepped forward, and gently touched the distraught mousemaid on the shoulder.

    “Abbess, my friend Florence and I, we’d like to help you if we could. Back home, we’re actually quite well known for our crime solving skills” she said gently. The Abbess took a few moments to calm herself down before replying.

    “W-well, I would appreciate the help. It may actually do us some good to have some outside perspectives. All three of you come inside, there's not a moment to waste.”

    We followed the Abbess through the main gate of the Abbey, which was locked behind us by a surly looking otter, who looked at Aria and I with distaste. What should have been Aria’s vacation had now turned into our first job.

Reg Discussion / Important Announcement Regarding The Land Farm
« on: October 29, 2018, 11:30:34 AM »
Attention Warlords:

The Crew o' the "Abandon Ship" has taken the Land Farm captive. We require 5 Billion gold, 'n one Billion Food from each 'n every one o' ye, or Land Farm will find itself at the doors t' Davy Jones' Locker.

Ye 'ave one week t' do this. Ransom can be sent t' any hand o' the Pirate Clan.

--- Cap'n Krowdon

Clans / Krowdon's Pirate Extravaganza
« on: October 03, 2018, 07:25:22 PM »
What is UP Warlords of Mossflower. Have YOU ever dreamed of becoming a pirate, and sailing the seven seas as we plunder, and score lots of loot, and maybe swim in a comically sized vault of coins?


Captain Krowdon is looking for Pirates to join the good ship "Abandon Ship"

There are NO REQUIREMENTS to join other than you want to have fun and pirate it up. Message Krowdon if you send in a request to join.

Things we plan to do:

1. Play the game in a fun, relaxed atmosphere
2. Use Pirate slang such as "Avast!" and "Whale off the starboard bow!"
3. Focus on teamwork and improving our game but in a casual manner
4. Sing sea shanties


1. We are not a teaching clan but we can help each other out if we need help.
2. We aren't here to challenge Sevz.
3. We will not be using landlubber slang like "Kids these days huh", or "What's the Wifi Password?"
4. Listen to music that's NOT sea shanties.

Spa Room 101 / Games Like RWL?
« on: July 21, 2018, 10:39:22 PM »
Are there any left? I joined one called "Earth Empires" the other day but are there more?

Like Promisance based games I mean

Clans / Vixens, LLC
« on: July 18, 2018, 02:03:24 PM »
Good evening, Warlords of Mossflower.

Vixens is a small startup company whose goal is to help provide goods and services for today's Warlords. We're currently a two fox team and we want to help YOU!

Food? Money? Armies?? We've got it if you need it!

Feel free to message one of our representatives today to discuss how we can help you, and to purchase one of our many packages.

Feel free to browse our website for more information and testimonials!

We are also accepting new team members, please message Krowdon (#10) in Regular if you'd like to join up!

Role-Play / Role play?
« on: July 18, 2018, 11:20:55 AM »
Would anyone want to actually do one?

Spa Room 101 / Happy Valentines Day!
« on: February 14, 2017, 01:38:45 PM »
I love all of you

Spa Room 101 / A Request
« on: October 16, 2016, 01:39:08 PM »
Windhound, you should program a thing so that Landfarm replies to messages we send them.

Help / Bugs / How do Skiff races work?
« on: October 02, 2016, 10:41:42 AM »
How does it calculate how many of each troop you need to enter? How does it calculate who wins? Does number of wins effect how many troops you need to enter?

Spa Room 101 / Hey Staff
« on: September 13, 2016, 10:16:55 PM »
Out of everyone, including Spa posts, who has the most posts on the entire forum??

I'm talking about this with a friend and she's like, "I think it's you!" but I dont believe it.

Spa Room 101 / Question for UK peeps
« on: November 07, 2015, 08:14:21 PM »
I have a friend I'm sending a package to, and they requested candy. I'm not sure what candy I can send that you don't have over there, and they don't know what they want, so I'm looking for suggestions.

Spa Room 101 / I have a RWL folder on Google Drive
« on: September 14, 2015, 12:30:13 AM »
and this is the only thing that was in it

I don't know where I was going with that. I wrote that in June 2014.

Spa Room 101 / you guys
« on: July 27, 2015, 12:15:13 PM »
I ordered a copy of The Long Patrol (as well as a few other books) from the Redwall website, and so they got here today.

Anyway, by nothing but pure luck, I ended up with a signed copy of The Long Patrol.

The other books I've ordered from them  all come with a printed autograph card, but like this book was signed on the title page and I can tell you I haven't been this happy about something in a long time.

Pictures to follow when I'm not on mobile

Also I am 100% full of farts. I can't stop farting. I am the gas express.

Spa Room 101 / No more car :c
« on: June 06, 2015, 11:52:53 PM »
My sister got rear ended really bad and since repairing the damage to the car would cost more than it's is worth, we have no car now.

My sister is okay though and that's what matters I think. The other guy is okay too.

Spa Room 101 / Memes
« on: May 24, 2015, 10:55:32 PM »
Post memes.

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