Showing posts with label mice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mice. Show all posts

Saturday, May 27, 2017

Beware of the Light that Shows the Way

Mariel stood over the stunned toad. It was an indescribably ugly specimen, completely covered in large wart like growths. Next to the toad lay a lantern. The lantern was on a small carrying frame and wonderfully made from thin-cut rock crystal. Inside the lantern half a dozen fat fireflies buzzed, giving off a pale golden light.”

Marial of Redwall, Brian Jaques

Thursday, April 13, 2017

Abbot Saxtus Recites a Prophetic Rhyme

Abbot Saxtus recites one of his favorite rhymes found within the many scrolls archived at the abbey gatehouse.

“This wind’s icy breath o’er the land of death
Tells a tale of the yet to come.
‘Cross the heaving waves which mark ship’s graves
Lies an island known to some,
Where seas pound loud and rocks stand proud.
And blood flows free as water,
To the far northwest, which knows no rest,
Came a father and his daughter,
The mind was numb, and the heart struck dumb,
When the night seas took the child,
Hurled to her fate, by the son of Hellgate,
The dark one called The Wild.
You whom, they seek, though you don’t speak,
The legend is yet to be born;
One day you will sing over stones that are red,
In the misty summer dawn.”

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Preamble to Mariel of Redwall

“Old stories told by travelers,
Great songs that barbs have sung,
Of Mossflower summers, faded, gone,
When Redwall’s stones were young.
Great Hall fires on winter nights,
The legends, who remembers,
Battles, banquets, comrades, guests,
Recalled midst glowing embers.
Draw close now, little woodlanders,
Take this to sleep with you,
My tale of dusty far-off times,
When warrior’s hearts were true,
Then store it in your memory,
And be the sage that says to the young in the years to come:
‘Ah yes, those were the days’”

Mariel of Redwall, Brian Jacques

This is the forth book in the Redwall series. The books in this series, with their woodlander characters have always been a pleasure to read.

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

A Riddle of Loamscript

Along with the inscription found on the abbey foundation stone, the residents of the Abbey, found this riddle. The riddle was written in a long forgotten script called Loamscript, a script used by residents of the now defunct Loamhedge Abbey.

The script was primarily used to communicate with those who were in leadership, namely among the Abbess Germaine and her cohorts. Abbess Germaine had long since passed on and there were only a few that could still decipher this script. Most notably was John Churchmouse who was still in residence at the Redwall Abbey.

Not having used the script for some time, and after a few false starts, John Church mouse was able to decipher the script into the following riddle.

A Riddle in Loamscript

“Through the seasons here I lie,
‘neath this Redwall that we made.
Solve the mystery, you must try,
Graven deep in will not fade.
Somewhere ‘twixt our earth and sky,
Birds and gentle breezes roam.
There a key you might espy,
To that place I once called home.
Take this graven page and seek
What my words in stone mean.
What can’t fly, yet has a beak,
Mixed up letters evergreen.
Two Bees, two Ohs
One Sea, one tap,
And weary with A.
Leave me now to my long rest,
Good fortune on y our way.”

(Mattimeo, Chapter 22, pg. 158)

Friday, December 25, 2015

Merry Christmas from Et le Pere Noel, the Mice of Redwall, & Google

The 1/72 Et le Pere Noel miniature is from Ykreol and is part of their Nativity set. The miniature was fun to paint, albeit it has become a tad frustrating. On two occasions paint peeled of the miniature and I was stuck having to touch the old gent up with a dab of paint.

The Christmas miniature with the mice and tree are not really the mice of Redwall. I only imagined the mice of the Abbey being so employed decorating their Christmas tree in this fashion. The miniature is actually from my wife collections of ceramic pieces, something she puts out during the Christmas season.

Google is featuring a set of Christmas Doodles. This set offers several holiday themed paper-craft toys. At the time of of this writing Google has published two Holidays 2015 Christmas goodies doodles.

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

A Host of Characters-Sir Harry the Muse

Sir Harry the Muse Offers a Service to the Warriors of Redwall

“The owl bowed gravely and blinked his enormous eyes. Matthias bowed courteously in return. “good morning, Sir Harry. I am Matthias, Warrior of Redwall.” When asked why he was called the Muse, Sir Harry “struck an artistic stance” and quipped the following poem:

‘Why pray, do you suppose?
I’m master of poetry and prose,
No equal have I in field and wood,
No creature in smidgeon, a fraction as good.
And if you need a poet, why, here’s one to choose,
This Owl…Sir Harry the Muse.”

Although the owl was applauded, it was mentioned that the “Warriors” were not looking for a poet at this moment.

“The owl blinked in a dignified manner and exclaimed:”

‘Then tell me what you need.
Someone to perform a deed?
A mummer perhaps, or a singer of songs?
A champion, righter of wrongs?
A companion, maybe, to stand at your side?
For my talents are varied and wide.’

After eating a shrew cake and being promised several more, Sir Harry the Muse flies off the top of the cliff and lets down the rope latter that had been hauled up by the slavers.

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Mattimeo, an Introduction

It has been a while since I read anything from the Redwall collection. Mattimeo is the third volume in Brain Jacques’ Redwall series. The Redwall series give me fodder for future fantasy skirmishes and war games.

Novel Prelude:

“Slagar the Cruel, a demented fox, is determined to vanquish peaceable Redwall. Gathering his mercenary bands of rats, stoats, and weasels, he advances upon the abbey with a cunning scheme-rather than making courageous battles plans he will steal the children of Redwall from under their parents very noses. His prize captive will be Mattimeo, the headstrong son of Matthias, the fearless warrior mouse.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Gonff’s Wuddshipp Song

I am not going to say that I won’t sneak another post labeled Redwall-Mossflower in, but this the last post in this series of posts featuring content from the Mossflower novel.

Gonff’s song is song that sang as he watched the Wuddshipp sink below the surface of the River Moss. The ship was scuttled in order to flood the castle Kotir and put an end to the diabolical wildcat, Verdauga Greeneyes and her forces.

“You carried use safe o’er the water,
So proudly you sailed the blue sea,
Now lie on the bed of a river,
To help make Mossflower free.
But here in our hearts we will keep you, Wuddshipp.
Like a great bird of freedom upon that last trip,
With the wind in my whiskers,
Surrounded by friends.
Sleep deeply, old Wuddshipp,
Your voyaging ends."


(Mossflower, 387)

Thursday, August 21, 2014

The Quest for Salamandastron

The ship had been lost and the rest of the journey had to be done on foot. As the four adventures drew closer to Salamandastron, the mountain “flared crimson against the dark sky”, and Gonff began to sing this song:

‘Always the tide comes flowing in.
Ever it goes out again.
Sleep ‘neath the shore evermore,
Free from hunger and pain.
Morning light will bring the sun;
Seasons go rolling on.
Questing ever far from home,
For Salamandastron.’


(Mossflower, 285)

Friday, August 15, 2014

Gonff's Sings a Song as they Start-out on their Quest for Salamandastron

As Martin, Gonff, and Dinny head off to find Salamandastron, Gonff retorts with a little ditty for the occasion. 

“A questing –O the friends did go,
Companions brave and bold,
O’er forest, filed and flowing stream,
Cross mountains high and old.
These brave young creatures journeying,
Along the road together,
While birds did sing through the spring,
Into the summer weather."

(Mossflower, 141)

Monday, August 4, 2014

Gonff Sings Grace

“Squirrels, otters, hedgehogs, mice,
Moles with fur like sable,
Gathered in good spirits all,
Round this festive table.
Sit we down to eat and drink.
Friends, before we do, let’s think.
Fruit of forest, field, and banks.
To the springtime, we give thanks.”

(Mossfollow, 109)

A Pot Luck Affair at Bella’s

The woodlanders were told to meet at Bella’s for a meeting to come up with ideas on how to best confront Tsarmina Greeneyes and her armies. Most of the participating woodlanders brought something with them to share with the others. Martin had eaten at many tables, but never did he sit at a table with so many excellent dishes:

Bulrush and fresh water shrimp soup
A flagon of hot root punch
Hazelnut truffle
Blackberry Apple crumb
Baked sweet chestnuts
Honeyed toffee pairs
Maple three cordial
Current and berry pies
Seedcake
Potato scones
A cask of October ale
Turnip’ n’ tater, beetroot’ n’ tater, and been’ n’ tarter pie with tomato chutney

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Escaped from Kotir, Gonff’s Song

As the troop of woodlanders were marching back from the fortress of Kotir with Martin and Gonff, Gonff played his hornpipe and danced about and sang this song:

"I’m a mouse with a very long tail,
With a heart and voice to match.
I’ve escaped from the pussycats goal.
They’ll find me hard to catch.
So, away, through the grass, the flowers and leaves,
Like smoke on the breeze, the Prince of Thieves.
Lets cheer for the day when we will see,
The Mossflower country safe and free."

(Mossflower, 69)

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Gonff’s Escape Song

After having the necessary tools smuggled into the prison, Gonff played his flute and sang another of his improvised songs:

“Pickalock, pickalock, you’ll regret the day,
When you took a mousethief and locked him away.
Sillycat, look at that, its two for one.
The thief and the warrior,
By dawn will be gone.”

(Mossflower, 50)

(It is fortunate that none of guards heard Gonff’s song.)

It should be noted that the pair had over slept and did not start their escape until way after dawn. They were still able to affect their escape, but along the way out of the castle the two mice ran right into Tsarmina Greeneyes, the wild cat and purported ”Lady of the Thousand Eyes, Slayer of Enemies, Ruler of Kotir, Conqueror of all Creatures.” If it had not been some quick action by Martin the two might not had realized their escape.

Gonff’s Prison Song

Gonff had been apprehended by the soldiers of Kotir for his thefts of their stores. This is another song sung by Gonff, the mouse thief, after being thrown into a cell with Martin the warrior.

“I knew a mouse in prison here,
More than a hundred years,
His whiskers grew along the ground,
And right back to his ears.
His eyes grew dim, his teeth fell out,
His fur went silver-gray,
‘If my granddad were here,
‘I wonder what he’d say?’ ”

(Mossflower, 38)

Saturday, July 19, 2014

Another Song of Gonff

Gonff was heard singing this song as he skipped through the flowering woodlands with a "heavy intoxication of springtime" or was he intoxicated form the elderberry wine?

"Cuckoo, cuckoo, good day, my friend, to you.
O sly one you know best,
To lay in others nest.
But I am smarter, sir than you.
Cuckoo, my friend cuckoo."

Mossflower, 35

Friday, July 18, 2014

A Poem for Gonff

“Across the lea, beneath the leaves,
When country lands wake up to spring.
Hurrah, here comes the Prince of Thieves,
Hear every small bird sing,
So daring and so handsome too,
He makes a wondrous sight,
But if he comes to visit you,
Lock up your treasure tight.”

Mossflower

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

A Song of Gonff

Gonff a citizen of Mossflower and mouse thief had just lifted cheese and elderberry wine from the larder of Koter. As he ate and drank he became merry and sang this song:

“The Prince of Mouse thieves honors you,
To visit here this day.
So keep your larder door shut tight,
Lock all your food away.
O foolish ones, go check your store
Of food so rich and fine.
Be sure that I’ll be back for more,
Especially this wine.”

Redwall-Mossflower

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Finding Purpose for my Splintered Light Miniatures

There are many scenarios that these mice could be brought into. The Redwall series includes several mice, and The Chronicles of Narnia features two mice. The Redwall series and The Chronicles of Narnia both include many situations that could be used to create a skirmish game. In addition, Mutants and Machine-Guns’ RPG makes use of evolved animals. Evolved animals, I believe, would walk on their hind legs and be able to wield a sword or some other weapon.

Mice of Redwall

There are many notable and a few notorious characters within the pages of Redwall. Some of the most noteworthy are its mice citizens. Mice have been inhabitants of Redwall since the beginning. "In Redwall mice have always been considered good creatures; Redwall's founding fathers, Abbots, and its Abbesses have been mice."

While the majority of the mice have been peaceful and devoted to their vespers there have been a few notable exceptions. Martin, Matthias, and Luke were warrior mice and protected the abbey and its inhabitants from harm.

Here are eight notable mouse characters that are found within the Redwall series: