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“Do not fear! We are unlicensed amateurs and we have this situation mildly under control.”

-Ballaw

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WELCOME TO PRIDE MONTH!!! WHILE I WORK ON THE DARK FOREST HEADCANON POST HERE'S A LIST OF MY MARTIN THE WARRIOR HOT TAKES :^)

I will not rest until every character has been claimed for the los-geebities (lgbts)

I know I missed some so by all means feel free to invade my ask box or the reblogs with additional fuel for this venture

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Midwinter Miracle: Chapter 3 Preview

For those who have been waiting for an update... I have been working on it, I promise. So, without further ado.

Martin shook himself and grinned, pulling the basket of scones closer before Gonff could snatch another one. He selected a wheat scone, then turned to the guests with a sheepish smile on his face. “I’m sorry, but I’ve got a terrible feeling I interrupted something when I came to the table.”

“Brome was just about to tell us how the Rambling Rosehip Players came to be in Mossflower this winter,” Bella said, simultaneously slapping Gonff’s paw away from her plate.

“Pish tosh. Nothing to apologize for young sir-me-warrior,” the hare to Gonff’s left said. “How were you to bally well know we were swapping tales, eh? I say, d’you mind passing that leek pastie sittin’ in front o’ the good abbess? Thank you very much, wot wot.”

Martin slid the pastie over to the friendly hare. “You’ve welcome, sir.” The hare snorted and flopped his ears comically. “Sir? Sir who? The name’s Ballaw de Quincewold, laddybuck, not sir.”

“Beg pardon sir, er, Ballaw,” Martin said, chuckling. He held out a paw. “I’m Martin the Warrior.”

Ballaw glanced up from the pastie long enough to give Martin’s paw a firm shake and say, “Martin the Warrior, eh? I should certainly hope you’re a warrior, what with that big ol’ sword you’ve got there. Wouldn’t want something like that in the paws of somebeast called, oh, say ‘Fred the fisher’. No, a blade like that belongs in the paws of a real warrior. Mph, this pastie is absolutely superb, I must be sure to thank the cook.”

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Rowanoak: Ballaw? Are you about ready? Ballaw: Yes! It's a glorious three hour finale! Rowanoak: You've got a minute and a half!

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Ballaw: I will now attempt to saw this fox in half! Clogg: Neat! Felldoh, from inside the box: Ballaw, you’ve done this trick before, right? Ballaw: There’s a trick?

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Ballaw: Everything will be alright.

Felldoh: How can you say that?

Ballaw: Because sometimes when things get tough, denial is all we have.

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Clogg: I've been meaning to ask you something.

Ballaw: Go on.

Ballaw: Only if I concentrate very hard.

Clogg: Can you read my mi-

Clogg: What the fuck?

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Felldoh, sulking: I don’t like this group name, it's stupid.

Ballaw: But you gotta admit, it’s catchy

Felldoh: The bubonic plague was catchy, that doesn’t mean it was good!