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Redwall: Dragon's Siege [Updating Slowly]
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The ruler of the Eastern Islands dreams of an abbey with stones that glow fiery red under the rays of the sun. With an army of murderous vermin and komodo dragons, he sets out on a voyage to the gentle shores of Mossflower. With the powers of fire and poison, he is ready to wage an all-out siege against Redwall Abbey.
So much to win, yet so much to lose.
Dedicated to and in memory of Brian Jacques, the creator of Redwall. He owns all rights to Redwall.
Only the OCs belong to me.
-blazenyoshi
9/17/19 Decided to just continue onward. Let the story unfold. Please, leave a comment and let me know what you think and what I can improve upon. Thanks!
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