Mission:
A messenger rat delivered a mission brief scroll to Stalker the Assassin. He unrolled it and read.

Stalker, a castle has been built up north.
It has many beasts guarding it, and is
built to be easily defended. Go and
capture this castle. Take as many vermin
as you want.

~Ublaz~

Stalker immediately set out to gather the crew of the Abyss and get them geared up for war. When the entire crew was assembled, they sailed for the far north.

Three days into the voyage, the lookout yelled to the creatures below,"
Storm, a big one, on the horizon!"
Stalker roared back,"What direction is it heading?"
"It's heading right for us!"
"Steersrat,"said Stalker,"go starboard."
"Aye, Commodore."
The ship rolled right and missed the full strength of the storm. However, it started raining speeding hail. The hail hit one stoat between the eyes, slaying him instantly. Admiral Khess had a hailstone hit her in the chest and broke her ribs. A few seconds later, the storm passed, leaving the ship's sails torn and the ship's captain out of commission. Stalker immediately took command.
"All right, move Admiral Khess to her chamber and get the healer in there! I'm taking command of the ship. You!" Stalker pointed to a passing ferret.
"Get up there and stitch the sails up! Now!"

One week later the ship landed on the north coast, with Khess still barely clinging to life. Stalker left a few beasts to watch the ship and took the rest to attack the castle. They spotted the castle the next morn, and were very nervous. The castle was at the tip of a thin peninsula and only had the land in front to defend in an attack. The commodore thought an attack would be futile, so he decided to instead start a siege. Stalker set up a main camp and posted sentries to start the siege.
"I want scouts sent out immediately. Find birds or anything else that can be used for food. Try and locate some prisoners so we can interrogate them about this place. Now move!"

It was late in the day when a sentry said he saw a sail leaving the back of the castle. Stalker groaned. That meaned that their ship were able to keep a supply chain going and bring in food. A bit of good news came when the scouts informed that they had killed a lot of birds and brought back a large family of moles.
"Good job. Bring the leader mole to me. Oh, also bring his children."

In his own personal tent, Stalker was sitting in front of a group of scared, shivering baby moles. Their father was on his knees, head bowed, awaiting his fate.
"O.K. , what kind of creatures are in the castle west of here?"
"Moice," the father answered.
"What are their number?"
"Fiv' scoire," he answered again.
A plan was already forming in Stalker's mind.
"How many of your family can dig tunnels?"
"A scoire."
"Good. You will dig from about thirty paces away from camp down to the cliff side. If you don't, you won't have to worry about splitting their inheritance." Stalker pointed to the crowd of molebabes.
"Oi'll do eet."

The tunnellers started the next morn. It was midday when the father mole came back to report. "We'em foind a passag'wey thart were'nt ourn." "Good. Lead me to the tunnel." The mole lead him to a tunnel and beckoned Stalker to follow him. "Here'm et bee." There was a stairway leading up and down with torches on either side. This was what Stalker was looking for. "All right, seal this up so only a slight push will make it collapse." Stalker watched as the mole filled up the hole and then lead him back up to the surface.

Stalker waited for nightfall and then moved his troops, about five score, into the tunnel. They got to the end when one stupid ferret said,"It's a dead end!" "Shut your mouth stupid! It'll open." Stalker leaned his hand on the opening and it fell open in a heap of earth. He then gave them their orders."Now, you see a beast, kill it. Silence is what are we going to practice. Where are the Commanders?" Three beasts stepped forward, two weasels and a stoat. "You three take twenty five beasts each. When we get to the top, split up and conquer every part of the castle. Report back to the top of the stairway." They got to the top and found two passages. "You two take your groups and take the left passage. We'll take the right." Stalker's squad came across a party of six mice. The overwhelming numbers killed them quickly. They came across another forked way. They split up yet again. Stalker divided his twenty-five into five groups of five. They checked doors and peeked down short halls. They encountered no resistance. "The ship. Most of the mice are on the ship. Well, we'll have a warm welcome for them. Search the rest of the castle and find any treasure that you can find." Stalker himself went to the rendezvous point and informed the waiting commanders to go down and surprise the returning ship. He went up to the surface and sat smiling over the good raid.

Stalker and his army marched back to the coast, where Admiral Khess was on the way to recovery. They returned to Sampetra where Stalker was congratulated for a good raid.