This will be open and stay open unless no one else joins. Its just to reintroduce my old character Brad.
The end of spring was near, birds flying sky-high, woodlanders and river beasts enjoying every ounce of the new weather. It was a day of peace, which was a wonderful change considering the previous events that happened in previous years. A lone figure, slightly taller than an ordinary mouse, with sturdy and larger build, walked down the path. It wore a cloak neck down, battle helmet that resembled a roman warrior, and a large broadsword sheathed in its beautifully crafted scabbard, almost twice the body length of the large warrior. He wore his armor under the cloak, shin and foot guards as well, with torn red cape attached to his back, also hidden under the cloak.
He was familiar with this path, traveling back to Redwall Abbey. The warrior had previously visited the abbey for many seasons; leaving to journey for three whole years. “..I am Bradley Steelwall, champion of the Canyon Lands..” His thoughts spoke out, repeating his name over and over. He trudged on down the path.
Brad’s warm blue eyes peered down the path, he sensed danger. Two creatures walked out of bushes on opposite sides of the path, eyeing the goodbeast down with bad intentions. “Harr harr, oi, boyo, look at dis mouse.” One of the vermin said, licking his lips. “Hohoho, I sees ‘im brother. You thinks hes got some good vittles?” The other said, laughing heartily. They were only a few paces back from Brad, who stood there, waiting. The beasts were two simple weasels, both armed, and both hungry.
The warm wind blew against the cloak moving it in a waving motion. Both weasels snarled at Brad as they drew their crooked blades.