Zanael Moonstrider

King Patches of Babblebrook held up the latest issue of the Weekli in excitement, opening it up, pointing to the article on his home. "Och It's a dream come true..."

Fishing is one of my favourite pastimes on lotc due to my timezone. I just love having my musin king hop in a little boat and have a peaceful day fishing! I’d love to see the fishing plugin worked on some more.

with a blank expression, King Patches of Babblebrook places his ballot into the box for King Cyris. nodding his head slowly he placed a hand upon his chest. “For Hearth… and Home…”

(IGN): Zanael Name (RP): King Patches of Babblebrook Race: Musin Who you're voting for: Spuds[X] | Capt'n Took[]

King Patches of Babblebrook squints at his fortune reading. ”Your day today will perhaps be involved with mice?? Amazing the fortune is true!”

King Patches of Babblebrook looks from one of the towers of his castle towards Loch Duin, his brow furrowed. "Something lurks under that loch... I dinnae have a good feeling about it..." (Gonna have to be more careful when I go fishing now lol)

Patches of Babblebrook: the King of the Musin rubbed his fuzzy chin and looked over the flier. The Mouse Monarch hummed and looked out of one of the windows of his throne room. "A Gnome Society... It's good to see the Gnomes having a gathering again, I was worried they had gone in hiding. Perhaps I should invite this fellow over for tea and a chat, one whimsical creature to another!"

Solely play as a Musin

Hello there!

-◈-◈-◈- The sounds of a bell rung throughout the quaint little Castle Town known as Babblebrook. Within the main square of the town was the King of the Musin himself, Patches, bell in hand as he stood before the statue of Musin the Brave. The Mouse Monarch took in a breath and bellowed out. "Friends! Countrymice! Gather round, I have some great news tae tell ye! Today marks the start of Babblebrook's first Sweetberry Festival! Now I'm sure some of ye have noticed the lack of sunlight and may be feelin' rather down because of it, but we cannae let that get to us. So I have decided to announce this festival as a way to bring a pep back into everyone's step. There will be fun, food and so much more, so please come and join in and help set up the festivities!" -◈-◈-◈-

Within the mossy walls of Babblebrook castle, a small Musin serving girl finished making some sweetberry tea in the kitchen. With a yawn she turned to the window and looked outside to see another Musin, who seemed to be waving up at her. after a moment she too gave a little wave back.

King Patches of Babblebrook sat upon his moss cushioned throne, head rested upon his palm as he read the note. Moving to stroke his fuzzy chin he let out a soft sigh. ”Aye, well I do believe it’s time to form some guards, rangers and the like just in case.” The regal Musin looked out of the window to the skies outside, frowning as he did so. ”In this World of Darkness we currently live in, one cannae be too careful…”

King Patches of Babblebrook looked at the missive and rubbed his fuzzy chin, a frown forming on his face. ”I recall one of the orcs coming to the shire on a crab shaped smogger and destroyed a giant bee hive with toxic smog. Now we can’t get honey there anymore… and suddenly they’re worried about nature? why don’t they just… live in a jungle or something and not the deserts or stop using smoggers?” The king of the Musin gave a sigh and rubbed his eyes. ”Och no matter. I hope this gets resolved soon, I’m bloody sick of all the wars going on.”