The elderly woodpecker (let's call him "Artemis") stepped through the doorway into the Tavern. Despite the lack of inhabitants, the door had managed to get itself blown inward again, so there was little difficulty in doing this.
The building was impressive. So, this is where they all came from... thought Artemis, noticing what appeared to be a cherry table running the bar. Speedy and GenEX and the irish rabbit and all the rest... oh yes, and Tyf.
Tyf.
Why does that name make me feel strange? She had been somewhat beautiful, but one sees a lot of attractive women when they're a director of a sure-to-be-big-hit-movie, so...
so...
Tyf.
Artemis' reverie was interrupted when a drawling voice interrupted his reverie. "Sorry to interrupt your reverie..." it drawled, interrupting his reverie, "but I'm just a bit curious what you're doing here."
Artemis whirled, scanning the shadows for the source of the drawling voice which had interrupted his reverie. "Who's there?!"
A black rabbit stepped from one of the countless dark corners provided by the War Tavern free of charge. Unlike many of his species, he was clothed, and leisurely spun a small blue handgun. "One who is not yet important to the storyline. Now, I've got a handgun, and while your beak is rather effective on trees, I doubt it's going to be much use against a sentient being, so why don't you just answer my first question?"

Artemis nodded slowly; he had dealt with this kind before. This black rabbit was the hero of his own personal life drama, had infinite cool, and probably believed himself immortal. The best method of dealing with them was to play along. And he did have a gun.
"I'm... ah... surveying this building for anything of monetary or historical importance, before it gets demolished by the Ostrich Peeps of Tubelectric."

The black rabbit grinned slowly; he had dealt with this kind before. This woodpecker was a stereotypical wise old man, had sufficent power to deal with no-threat interlopers, and probably believed that the black rabbit was unaware of the woodpecker's connection with the Ostrich Peeps. The best way of dealing with them was to take utter control without them noticing. I do have a gun, of course.
"I'm sure you are. And have the Ostrich Peeps let you know why this curiously designed building is so empty and ready to be demolished?"

Artemis sighed. Was this black rabbit trying to get on his nerves? "Well, no, I hadn't been informed. Did they not simply get bored of these surroundings?"

The black rabbit sighed. Was this old woodpecker trying to be useless? "Ah, and that's where you're wrong, my friend. It seems the Duck Tape Army captured the entire population and took them to Devan's jail cells."

Artemis remained calm. So the Taverners were gone - could only make it easier to demolish the empty building. But... jail cells... entire population... "...was one called Tyf taken with them?"

The black rabbit outwardly remained calm, despite inwardly gloating. Evidently this hired thug had a weakness among the Taverners, making it child's play to halt the demolition plans. Tyf, eh?
"Oh, indeed. Took everyone, as I said. Was she the one crying out for her savior...?"

Artemis groaned and raced out of the building, slapping a few bills into the black rabbit's paw. Turning to the assembled Ostrich Peeps, he began to outline the plan. "Ok, listen up, everyone! Devan's been before us and captured the Taverners, robbing us of our military victory! I vote we get our revenge against him for this treachery. Who's with me?!"
There was a rousing chorus of ostrich noises, and the army began returning to base.

The black rabbit grinned and looked around the building again. One threat down, maybe two if the Ostrich Peeps were good fighters. Now, who were those strange creatures stealing his color scheme a while back...?