User blog:Biggren/Londria of Redwall

=Prologue= Along the southern coast, no creature or beast could stand against her. The slave-ship thundered through the oceans, leaving destruction and mayhem in her wake. Great waves pounded her sides until she was fit to burst asunder, her crew hung to whatever they could grasp. Below deck, the slaves rowed with all their might, drowning in seawater and filth, while the whip-masters beat and lashed until their whips tore apart. Plunder ached out of the sides of the great ship, and her sails strung taut. Captain Bluddo Feareyes was in a bad mood, as usual. Every now and then, an unruly slave was brought before him. At that moment, Muggil the rat entered with a rough-looking mongoose.
 * "Wot is it this time, Muggil?" asked Bluddo, sounding almost bored.
 * "Cap'n, I caught dis one chewin' through 'is ropes!" answered the thin rat, knocking the mongoose to his knees with his spearbutt.

Bluddo leaned close to the mongoose's face. "Do ya know wot I do to escapees and rioters on my ship, fool? Speak!"
 * "Raka rakai! Soon you will die. Raggiza doesn't be call fool by ratface! Raako wakio! You shall die!"
 * "Tsk, tsk, tsk- when do you savages learn?" sighed the evil Captain, turning awa

y. "Shryll Sl yntar will deal with you when I reach the Extreme South. Is that clear?" It was Muggil who spoke first, a note of fear on his voice. "Sh-Shryll S-Slyntar, Cap'n?"
 * "Aye, that's wot I said. Slyntar. Now take that rebel below and chain him to his oar. Okay?"
 * "Y-Yarr, Cap'n!" The Searat called Muggil fled the room, motioning for some guards outside to take the mongoose below. "Wot's wrong wid Muggil?" wondered one of the rats.
 * "I dunno, messmate," replied his companion, "but I sure wudden' want ter know!Now let's git movin'."
 * "Aye, I'm wid yer, mate. Let's go!" The two then went out onto the rain-lashed deck, unaware of the danger before them and the crew of the ship Nightfang!