Prologue: A mouse smiled as the sun rose slowly into the sky. He was a strong-looking young fellow, and carried a haversack strapped to his back and a oak staff, nearly as tall as himself. He then marched north. He was striding through the woodlands, then he came out, and gasped at what he saw. There was a great city there, with tall spires and elegant towers. He could see bustling figures walking around. The city was in a valley. He looked at the opposite end of the valley, and saw an old, damaged tower. His curiosity got better of him, and he went to see. As he approached the tower a strong otter strode to the top of the tower, holding a trumpet. Then he blew, and sweet notes filled the air. The sun was beggining to set, and the music r…Read more >
Book 1: The Juska Union Prologue:
Gard the Crusher smiled inwardly. He was grouping together the Juska clans, and so far he had united three clans. He had killed their leaders, Ruggan Bor, Samala the Stoat, and Rile the Evil. He had seven hundred at his command in the present. When he was the leader of all the Juska clans he would march on Redwall Abbey. He was a large brown stoat with a spiked club. Gard was strong, stronger then a fully-grown male badger. All who stood in his way would be crushed. That’s where he got his name. Gard the Crusher!Chapter 1: Redwall Abbey
Deyna watched as his best friend, Nimbalo, ran after Deyna’s son, Darawarr. They were playing outside in the sun, about twenty minutes from Redwall Abbey. With them were Skip…Read more >
Contrary to most expectations, Mokkan was not the last Marlfox. There was another one. Her name was Lady Ravena, and she commanded a horde of foxes. She was a light silvery color, and carried a red handled scimitar. She was clad in a trailing green gown, and had a gold coronet with an emerald in it. She was so beautiful that a single stare from her could enchant anyone, even woodlanders. Despite all this, her heart was as cold as ice and she was an extremely skilled fighter. None who ever fought her could live to tell the tale. And she was coming to Redwall Abbey!Read more >
Gormad Tunn threw the blade. It landed wavy side in the ground, meaning the Rapscallions were going to the ocean. Gormad looked at his advisor, Lugworm, and smiled. The great army was going to sea!Twenty seasons later:
Thunderstripe, the great badger lord, was in his forge, making himself weapons. The Rapscallions had become overactive and were a serious threat to Mossflower Woods and Redwall Abbey. He must do something to stop those vermin! Cornspurrey, a young leveret, was mock fighting with his best friend, Private Stormbottle. He parried and slashed as his adversary did the same. They were next to the ocean, along with two hundred others and Sergeant Thomas Sinistra. Then, suddenly, a scream was heard from the coastline, follow…Read more >
Prologue: An old mouse sat in front of a crowd of Dibbuns, or young ones, holding an ancient book. “Who wants to hear a story?” All the Dibbuns replied, “Me!!!!!” “Then listen up. I will tell you such a tale…”Chapter 1: The Dark Times
The times were indeed dark. Birds rarely sang any more, animals were full of fear; even plants seemed to wither and die. Aye, these were the dark times!
Umrag the Destroyer sighed. He was getting old, and there was still no chance of vengeance against the Redwallers. His horde was just not large enough. What he did not know was that vengeance was on the way!
Esile the Cruel grinned. He was a large wildcat dressed in rich clothes. He was armed with a saif and his claws were far longer than a normal wildcat’s. He …Read more >