User:Mago of the Jolly Octopus

About Me
i suppose for some reason you want to know about me, well i'll fill you in on the basics:


 * I live on Jersey (NOT New Jersey, the Channel island Jersey)
 * I'm a guy, that pretty much explains itself (lets hope)
 * My favourite Redwall Animals are Otters, mainly because they like water and the sea, and so do i!
 * i Can't stand the first book, Redwall, i know it was never meant to be published (correct me if im wrong there) but its just so different from all the others.
 * i am writing a fan fiction based on, you guessed it, Harry Po.. i mean Redwall.
 * I lack a certain degree of motivation, so if you desperately want to read my work (because you have fallen in love with me, or you're just plain crazy, sacrificing your free time to read a 2nd rate fan-made story) you will need to keep prompting me to stop sitting around watching videos and WRITE.
 * i recently renounced my faith in the roman catholic church (so i am NOT christian okay?)

About Mago
Mago was born and raised in Southsward by his father, an Otter obsessed for panning for gold. Seeking adventure Mago left the safety of his Holt to live a life

of a wanderer. Most other young creatures, just being over the dibbun seasons, would have perished, but since Mago was abnormally large for his age, he could fight off most threats, one time breaking the paw and stunning a ferret that tried pickpocketing him. After a near-death experience involving Corsairs, Mago decided his purpose in life was to make the Western Sea safe for any honest traveling beast. Being capable with most weapons and un-armed combat Mago was gratefully accepted on to his Uncles trading ship, The Jolly Octopus. Most of the time the ship was occupied supplying Southsward and Mossflower Country with exotic goods from either region although whenever they saw a Corsair Galley they would force the vermin to surrender or die, if the Corsairs surrendered they would be allowed to leave the ship on the longboats and the oarslaves left in charge of the ship, if there wasn't any oar slaves, the empty boat would be plundered then scuttled.

During his maritime career Mago gained several pieces of exotic weaponry, including his Falcata, a deadly forward curving sword that he chose because of its good short length and weight being at the tip, making it easy for hacking through ropes or wreckage when on shipboard duty. His Cousin, Hanni is on very close terms with him, since she is also a crew member aboard the Jolly Octopus, Mago considers her to be a sister to him, seeing as he never got on well with his own amediate family. (I will write more when i make more pictures and sort out the story a bit more)

My Redwall Collection
Well since all my adoring fans requested this (haha) heres a quick list of the books i have

in no particular order, the books going through to the next round are:
 * Martin the Warrior
 * Mossflower
 * Outcast of Redwall
 * The Bellmaker
 * The Long Patrol
 * The Taggerung
 * Lord Brocktree
 * Redwall
 * Marlfox
 * The Pearls Of Lutra
 * The Legend of Luke
 * I have also read Rakkety Tam and Loamhedge but i do not own them because i borrowed them from the library.

Pictures
fif u want me to do a picture of a character/landscape/building/weapon/item (i got loads of /'s discount so im using them) then basic rules apply, send me info on who they are, what they are doing, where they are and if u want anything special like a fancy frame and whatnot. get in touch if ur that desperate u cant draw ur own, or if u just want variety, we like variety

How i got into redwall
ahhh, theres a story, gather round my children, and i will tell ye a tale!

twas a cold winter night, and i had just finished reading all the books in my room. so i went on an epic journey to my brothers room! twas in there, was the holy boxset of Martin the Warrior, Mossflower and Outcast of Redwall! i had looked upon theese untold treasures for many a time and had always thought it was a cheap imitation of wind in the willows, how foolish i was in my younger days, so quietly i took the sacred text: Martin the Warrior out from the box, its spine faded by the sun, being only read once, since my brother never was a fan of the holiest of the texts, not wanting to be chsed down a stone corridor by a boulder, i went back into my room, and became enlightened by Martin, Rose and Felldoh, it made me laugh, it mde me cry, it made me a prophet of Brian Jaques! if there is any god, than i thank them for making me read the sacred bible of Mossflower country

PS
'Vittles' isnt a word according to microsoft word 2008, but then how are you supposed to write a redwall fan fic without the word vittles!?