Get with me if you want to move up in rank. I'm going to change up the pack tasks for a little change of pace.
Congratulations to Adrian on her promotion to Governess. She will handle the guidance and teaching of our young pups in Iromar.
If you have a ^ next to your name, that means you're up for promotion so see me or send me a message on Discord so we can see where to move you. All others interested in specializing or getting a rank, let me know so we can figure out how to make that happen.
The pack board has been updated. If you wanted to remain a member, let me know either on here or Discord and I'll get you back on the board. Otherwise, let's have a thread!
I know I had a couple replies for the training with Spirane so I will be starting that thread soon. Stay tuned!
I am still working on an alliance with Diveen and Asteraia so stay tuned. If you have any information or would like to help, please let me know. If anyone has any ideas to promote activity within the pack, also, let me know. I am open for plots and such! Meanwhile, thank you all for your continued support of the pack.
the castle of bones, IP: 120.144.140.125 Posted on June 1, 2013 at 02:50:14 PM by L I L L I T H
her house sinks down to death and her course leads to the shades,
Endlessly frustrated was the only way to accurately describe her state of mind. She had felt ignored, neglected and though she knew grieving to be a long process, she still resented them all for doing so. Mostly, she resented Andras for he had sworn to never leave her side but where was he? Where had he been? Too busy crushing egg shells, too busy doing something else. It was petty and she knew it, but she had been starved and strained through their period of grieving; she had not left the pack and she found her hunger deepening with each day. It was a hunger she could not have satisfied with the flesh of alligator nor swamp elk , a hunger she had instead began to satisfy through the sacrifice of her own body. Her paws, her ankles, chewed raw of skin and flesh, bloodied and crusted over with scabs and her gums raw from chewing the same decrepit bones over and over, endlessly. She had good reason to be frustrated and it seemed fate had finally given her an answer to her problems; Ishtar's call, a summoning for her, a summoning that brought a wicked grin to her lips. Angels.
There had not been a single moment of hesitation, her lithe limbs eating up the ground as she sprinted over the landscape; she reveled in the burning of her wounds, the ache in her limbs as she powered across the country side. She had come far, her chest heaving as she caught sight of her Andras and Ishtar; she slowed, moving into a slow gait, moving onto the opposite side of Ishtar to stand. She passed Andras a brief look, her lips curled into a mischievous grin as her pink tongue rolled across her muzzle. Only then did she finally redirect her attention to the others; first, the two strangers, her head tilted in curiosity. Then, Isola, who merited little more than a quiet snort beneath her breath but the moment her eyes landed on the form of Azrael, she cackled beneath her breath, an acidic laughter that reverberated through her entirety.
With a brief shake of her pelt, she rose her tail to its appropriate rank, her eyes livid with ill intent. She had noticed Andras' perpetual stare to Azrael and with a shrug of her own, she redirected hers to Isola, a brow rising in expectation.
"Speak," she finally hissed, her lips still tugged into an amused grin. In the lore of their kind, silence spoke of dominance and as the lower of the trio, she was to use her words first. Just one - just enough to get her point across while retaining her dignity. If only they could get it over and done with quickly; with winter just around the corner, she had quite a discussion to have with her Andras.
all who go to her cannot return and find again the paths of life
Monarch
Pretty simple, Alpha of Iromar. Ultimate authority. What I say, goes.
Chief
The 'Co-Alpha'. He is her equal and has all the same authorities as she does. He is be respected and can take challenges and block steals.
Deputy
The Beta of Iromar. The most trusted wolf under the Alpha. Has all the same authorities of the Monarch in her absence. Second in command. Can block steals and take challenges.
Council
The advisor to the Monarch. One who's wisdom is often sought in matters of politics and war. Not necessarily an elder but someone the Monarch looks up to.
Trooper
The head warrior of Iromar. Shows the most skill in combat and has experience to back it up. Trains the soldiers and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Stalker
The head hunter of Iromar. Shows the most skill in hunting and providing for the pack. Tasked with leading pack hunts and teaching the pups of the pack at designated times. Trains the hunters and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Medic
The head healer of Iromar. Skilled in herbs and emergency medicine. Tasked with checking on the Monarch/Deputy after a challenge and also keeping up with mothers around birthing time. Trains the healers and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Envoy
The head diplomat in Iromar. Skilled in matters of politics and conversation. Intelligent and witty, this wolf keeps the pack together as one while reaching out to potential allies for support. Council is their direct supervisor. Trains the diplomats and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Governess
The guardian of offspring in Iromar. Skilled as a warrior and alert as a scout, this wolf is tasked with probably one of the most important jobs in Iromar, protecting the future of the pack and Moladian. They can watch the litter while the parents are off doing tasks, hunting, or just enjoying some quiet time. Can serve as guides for the pups, like having a full time guardian. Trains the teachers and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Snoop
The head spy in Iromar. Skilled in maneuverability and blending in, this wolf must be a shadow when called upon. Tasked with finding out information about other packs or wolves when called upon, this wolf must be quick as well as witty, able to make anyone believe anything. Also serves as a thief when the need arises. Trains the spies and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Chronicler
The head story teller of Iromar. This wolf has done their research on all things Iromar and Moladian. They can give a good history lesson or spin a tale on demand when the younger minds call for distraction. Able to captivate an audience. May even help with speeches for the Monarch when necessary. No one to train but the pups or even adults of Iromar when they have questions or curiosity about the past. This wolf may even be called upon by the Council at times. Can block steals.
Soothsayer
The seer of Iromar. This is a special rank made specifically for a wolf with "the sight." Consider her an advisor/spy of sorts for the alpha and rest of the pack. She/he can gather intel from outside or supernatural forces. You don't have to believe in the magic of this ability for any wolf with this rank will be respected as a ranked member of the pack. Can block steals.
Warriors- Members of the Iromar army. Skilled in combat and overseen by the Trooper.
Hunters- Providers for Iromar. Skilled in scavenging and hunting.
Healers- Doctors of Iromar. Skilled in herbs and emergency medicine for those in need.
Diplomats- Extroverts of Iromar. Skilled in politics and overall conversation.
Spies- Scouts and thieves of Iromar. Skilled in blending in and masking themselves when called upon.
Teachers- Guardians of the youth of Iromar. Skilled in defense and culture. They shape the young minds of the future.
Children-The pups of Iromar. To be cherished as they are precious for the future of the land. Shape them and mold them into something we can all be proud of.
Members- Overall pack members of Iromar. Not specialized in a particular field yet but just as important to the population.
