(name)=Runn (species)=otter (weapons)=sling, bow+quiver,dagger
(bio):I was an orphaned at birth and left at my holt by the river Moss as my parents were part of a mercenaries band. My elders shunned me and I had to live on my own. I joined up with many bands of creatures, making friends along the way.I came back to the River Moss and started the holts. There is naught else to tell.
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(name)=Tara (species)=mouse (weapons)bow/arrows,dagger
(bio)=Tara is a mouse and in charge of Camp laurel and Castle Floret
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(bio)=Rivergold Lutra Trueflight Arrowlance is the female otter's real name, but everyone calls her Juniper,named after the strong, straight wood that her arrows are made out of. Her parents are Inbar Trueflight-son of holt rudderwake-and Grath Longfletch,the last surviver of holt Lutra. She lives on the concealed island of Ruddering, and has never been far from there. Her parents train her often in archery, and she plans to be as good as her parents, if not better. Her arrows are made of blue-green feathers from the island kingfishers. Besides using a longbow and arrows, Juniper also has a natural skill at swordfighting, blade throwing, javelins and lances. Juniper is clad in a short dark green habit, and she carries her weapons constantly beside her. She has deep brown mahogany fur, but her back is a pure golden brown. Her eyes are a bright blue-green colour. Her name is Rivergold of Grath's choice, after the golden river in Ruddering. Lutra is a remembrance of her holt. Trueflight and Arrowlance are Inbar's choices, he wants her arrows to fly straight and true;and in battle, for them to be deadly toward the enemy. Juniper aslo has a twin brother named Jerryl Arrowlance, but she hasn't heard or seen him, for he was lost when they were very young otters. She plans to go out into the world and search for him.
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(bio)=Tyra is a dark brown mouse.When she was very young she was enslaved by a band of foxes, but when she was old enough she escaped. Now she is a wandering warrior/healer.
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(bio)=Kasiim Longflight was shipwrecked three seasons ago and has no memory of hispast.
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(bio)=I was born in holt ruddering and am the daughter of Wallym Ruddering. I left to be a cabinbeast aboard the DAWN SKIMMER when I was very young.
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(bio)=He used to run the river guard in the Southward.No further history is told.
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(bio)=I am a wanderer. After my family was destroyed at cobbleback Cove by the vicious Scorn Bloodpaw, I ran to my true friend, Daymoon Ambertoe. I lived with her until her uncle, a fat otter, came to live with her. I am still search ing for the fox, and remain a wandering warrior.
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(bio)=I am an Otter that has a very dark brown coat(attractive to anybeast). and I like to joke alot and have fun with friends.
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(bio)=I am Scandt Thicktail, a red squirrel. I am also known as Darkstripe the Mighty, in the United Warriors, and Swift Tail in the HAWM, + many many others. Well, let me tell you a bit about my life, it is a great tale...............
I was but a dibbun at the time, just a young mischievious red fur ball, only a few seasons old. My family and friends and I all lived way up in the trees, in a little village built into the branches. There were bridges made of planks that went across the gaps in between trees, where there were no large branches to walk across. There were little huts built in the branches where friendly families of squirrels lived peacefully. And there were lots of hiding places for the dibbuns! There was also a large hut that had an oven inside, and other cooking things. It was the kitchen, where the friar (not from Redwall) of our village, along with his many helpers would cook up some great feasts. We would eat these feasts amongst the branches, not at a table. There were also some birds that lived nearby our little village.
Anyway, it was a very peaceful and pretty place, especially in the spring season when the trees blossomed. Then one day everything changed. Peaceful squirrels turned into fierce warriors. Playful little dibbuns turned into spies, defenders, and food collectors. Dibbuns are great at these, because they know almost every hiding place among the trees, plus are very swift at moving through the trees, because they are young. Why things changed so suddenly? They changed because they had to, if not, we would have been wiped out, or made slaves. How would this happen? The horde. The great horde. Something I shall never forget, even when I am old. They were ferrets, rats, weasels, stoats, foxes, etc. All were armed to the teeth. It was a scary day when they first showed up.
We have been fighting for a season, or so. I found that I was pretty good at archery, and could seem like ten when up in the trees shooting down. I was also trained in paw to paw combat, and found out that I liked to use the dagger, and was good at that to. I had to collect food, since our supply was low. Sneaking away from the village was tough, since it was surrounded by hordebeasts. Of course, being a squirrel, it was easy to travel through the trees unnoticed. I went to a stream, where I found lots of berries, and picked several, stuffing them in a large, oversized, haversack. But of course, being a dibbun, I ate most of them. Then I poured some fresh stream water into a large canteen. I then shot up a tree, and dissapeared through the branches.
A while later, I was on spy duty. I liked to try everything! So I snuck up to the vermin's camp and listened from the branches. I heard their leader tell them somethings, but it was hard to make out. All I heard was "--- squirrel village ---- those -----aren't killed------then take----- slaves."
I was thinking, "They want to do some thing to the village, to kill us, and the squirrels who aren't killed, they'll take slave. But what will they do?" I found out my answer too late. When I returned to the village, I saw an amazing sight, it was going down in flames! I just stood there, staring. There was nothing I could do, there was a ring of flames around the village. I heard screaming, and saw a few of the squirrels running from the fire. I saw some vermin go after them, and some of the slower ones were taken slave. I hid in the tree, unsure of what to do, and in a state of shock. My great village, where I had lived my entire life, being burnt to ashes! I was one of the few survivors. It was a wonder that Mossflower woods didn't catch on fire. Suddenly, a pesky rat spotted me.
"A squirrel! Get him!" he yelled. Too late, I had disappeared into thin air.
Since then, I have changed to the way of the warrior. I have fought with those vermin many times, and would hide so they wouldn't know what hit them. I have become a wanderer, searching here and there for a home. I've grown a lot, and am no longer a dibbun.
Finally I found this place, and immediately I joined. Perhaps, some time, I shall rebuild the great village. But, my life will never be peaceful again, for now, I am a warrior. My life used to be happy and careless, but it has changed.
Now you know my story. All the horrible things that have happened in my life. And how I came here. I may have left out a few details, but I told all the important parts. Scandt Thicktail
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(bio)=Bobbo was born on a peaceful island in the Great Eastern Sea by the name Donovar. He was the crown prince, heir of his father, King Dunagaul. He was kidnappedby a ruthless corsair band who ravenged the may islands near eastern coast of the Great Eastern Sea.When tese islands joined forces against him, the corsair crew trekked overland to another great sea. By now Bobbo was old enough for forced labour, so he became a gally slave. When the vole chained to him was beaten to death, they were both thrown overboard, still chained. Bobbo lost consiousness and later woke up wedged in a crack between two rocks on a seacoast He knew he was far too far away from his home to attempt a return so he stayed where he was. He founded Bobbo's Den and now divides his time among the many woodlander groups that need his navagating skills.
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(bio)=Heather lived a normal life in the home until it was overrun by the vixen Felina Crimsonwind. She was wounded badly but managed to get out of the house, into the forest. She dragged herself along the ground until she lost consiousness. When she awoke, a friendly mouse named Brunwold had looked after and cared for her injuries. She was elected leader of a small community that trains warriors after becoming a hero in the Sanadalia Desert War.
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(bio)=My great great grandfather was born in the far, far southern islands, where there was alway's prosperity and happiness. Then came the searat, Cluny the scourge, who ransacked and made slaves out of all our villages. He took Me great Grandmother and her kin, far out into the oceans. Now cluny liked having a huge tall mast, to survey all around him. One night, the guard came into the oar room, drunken with grog and fell on the floor, his keys clattered over to the nearest beast who set them all free. All the beasts climbed up the mast, which was highest in all the oceans, and they all jumped off one by one. They soared for what seemed like an eternity, riding on hot ocean updrafts, longer then we wer ever meant too. They finally landed about half a mile from a beach.They swam, starved and thirsted and tired. They landed on the beach and were visited by some hares who took us to see their master, the badger lord of Salamandastron. We have no record at the time of who it was, but he was certanly nice. He gave them hospitality and told us to travel until we came to a large river. There was bountiful plants and freshwater there. So they trekked and trekked until they came to the river Moss. A small band of otters saw us and told us this was a place to set up and fund a holt. They set up Holt Airsquirrell and lived for only a few generations, being a small band. I am the only one left of my kind. I have naught but a want for adventure and battles and found a small Holt of which to call home. But when there are no missions to complete, I like to eat and make delicious food for my friends.
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(bio)=Born in a faroff land, her mother died when she was young. Her father, Orlando the Axe, didn't know much about rearing babies, but he did ok. Auma was captured and made a slave by Slagar the Cruel. She escaped and travelled to REDWALL to become a badger mother.
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(bio)=Nothing much is known about her, but her family included her older twin sister(by a day) Modva Frost, her mother Livia Le Milc, her father Comp Le Milc, and her rat nurse, Rikla. They all lived with many others in the fort Comp Le Milc commanded called Fort Milc. Now, Skorc had a giant adventure and is now Leader of Fort Tarosk
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(bio)=Tsala is one of the only two surviving members of Holt Ailea. A few seasons ago wavescum raided her home, killing all but herself and her brother. She saw her parents die at the hand of Giad, a corsair captain, and she was taken away to be an oarslave, with her brother. They somehow escaped, killing Giad and several other scum, and ended up at Salamandastron. Her brother, Jeab, stayed at Salamandastron whilst she became a wanderer. She slew many vermin when she was wandering, but eventually found the Mossflower Milita, and joined them.
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(bio)=I lived with my father, Bolrig, Chieftan of a community of otterscalled Rockstream. He could tell I wanted to leave home and explore theworld around me, so he let my go. After a few seasons of wandering, I came here. I have very light brown fur, and wear a brown tunic.
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(bio)=This otter is the old captain of the good ship Scumdeath. He was lost at sea and drifted around 'til landing on a foreign land. He found out he came from Mossflower country and came back to find the Scumdeath burned. Sadly, he wandered the world until he found his way here.
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(bio)=Born at Redwall. After a while I left to Live in Mossflower.Came back and married Treerose. Then left into Mossflower again. Friend of mother Melus.
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(bio)=Florana came from Holt Eytra, a days travel south from Salamandastron. My parents taught me how to use a bow, and any projectile weapon. Everything was happy and cheerful, until a band of searats attacked and burned it down, leaving us all for dead. My mother and father, however, had just barely survived, and we traveled to Salamandastron. There, they died from their wounds, and internal bleeding. I then learned some fighting skills from the Long Patrol, and set off by myself to get revenge...although I never found any, I did find the Holts of River Moss, which sort of reminded me of home, so I decided to join.
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(bio)=I was born at Redwall, but my father was the head of Holt Kuntre. When we were attacked by Eswold the Ruthless, my mom fled to Redwall, gave birth to me, and died. I grew up and didn't know about my family's history until Martin said a poem through Samkin. Then I set off to find him, and we freed a bunch of slaves. Among them are Adam Longfetch and Amalia Rudderwake. Then we came back and I married an ottermaid named Marigold, my mouse friend Hwyel married Bridget, and others go off to fill in history before they get to Pearls of Lutra.
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(bio)=furry and happey
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(bio)=I'm a large female golden eagle. I used to live in the Northern Mountains. I was orphaned at an early age. I am previouslya member of the HAWM. I have brown eyes and gold-brown feathers. I am very cheerful and like to make friends.
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(bio)=she didn't put one down, but there's not much need for one anyway.
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(bio)=I am a huge otter a bit larger than Rockjaw Grang
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(bio)=I am mean but I do have a soft spot.If you get in my way I will ask you to move if not I will kill you.
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(bio)=pretty good fighter, but more of a playful creature, young.
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(bio)=Sea otter, Cap'n of the Pearl Queen
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(Bio)=I am a rare gray otter with blue eyes the color of the
clearest river. I have strong arms and legs, built from much swimming. I
have a strong, sleek tail that I can do much with. My ears and eyes are
alert to all that go on around me.
My parents were killed protecting the Oterph Woods, near Mossflower,
from vermin soon after my birth. I was raised by two friends of theirs.
They tought me to use a bow and arrow and how to throw a dagger straight
and true. I soon became a wanderer after I got older and left. I found the
Holts of River Moss and joined to put vengance to my parent's death.
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(bio)=Black otter w/ white line running down his back; Was born at Holt Ruddaring. Left when he was you and traveled to the Holts of River Moss.
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(bio)=born in Mossflower. Family killed by vermin. Raised by uncle. Tall strong muscular otter.
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(bio)=long brown fur;smooth-red eyes
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(bio)=Sapphire Coolstream has learned the art learned the art of healing from
Brother Simeon of Redwall himself. She loved healing since she learned about it.
Now she is a well known healer in Mossflower, and a friend of Lilywater back in
Mossflower, another healer.
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(bio)=Brimmer is good at, handling+all+of+his, weapons. His enemies fear him. He's a great swimmer.&rank=Streamsplitter%282highest%29&holt=Whitlen&T1=
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(bio)=Meldrum is a light coloured hare who has a knack for cheap jokes and, of course, food. When battle arises, he fights like twenty beasts. He also loves to flirt with the ladies.
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(bio)=I was raised by healers and love to swim.I am tall, sleek.My fur is golden-brown.
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(bio)=Lily Paw ia a direct desendent of Grath Longfletch. Lily, her nickname, is a very sensible otter with a good humor. Her mate died long ago and since then she has fought agains't the scum that killed him.
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(bio)=Inbar is a mighty otter archer and warrior. He is very tall and strong. His fur is chestnut brown and he usually wears a dark green baggy-sleeved tunic, black baggy pants, a green sash tied around his waist, and he is almost always has hisbow and arrows with him.
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(bio)=I am a master of disguises.
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(bio)=I was found on the doorstep of Rewall Abbey and they raised me. Later I left for adventure.I'm funny, strong and brave.
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