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.
last blues for bloody knuckles, IP: 120.144.140.125 Posted on June 1, 2013 at 04:06:35 PM by ruvindra
restless: i found your weakness
She was unreasonable or beyond reason at that; she could not comprehend, could not see the look in his eyes nor hear the tone in his voice. It meant nothing, just empty, vapid words that disintegrated into the air the moment they were spoken. Words were like that. They meant nothing in the end. Even her words meant nothing and the moment they left her lips, they were all but forgotten; she watched him with a pointed stare, head slowly tilting from one side to the next in a near mechanical movement. She did, however, catch the hesitancy in his words, the uncertainty in the idea of her teaching his son to fight - it was needed. It was... pertinent to her survival. How would she survive without such a skill? Caligula would break her neck, the Angels would flay her alive if the demons did not get to her first. She refused to speak of it, merely narrowed her eyes and released a final growl of protest, her body tense and hackles rising for a moment. Did he want her to die, his Ska? He didn't understand, he never would.
Fate wanted them all dead.
The anger continued to swell as he spoke of the male that had threatened him and with the same slow, drawn out movements she had prior, she began to move in a circle around him. She brushed close, her nose seeking the scent of the other with an agitated snarl creeping out from beneath her teeth. She knew the scent - the male had spoken to Ishtar and had demanded a test of sorts. Why had they not dispatched of him then and there? It would have been faster, more efficient. Some small part even hoped the blood spilled would have brought them all back to her but alas, there was still some small part of her that remained rational. She breathed in his scent, moving so that she stood alongside him though she retained her distance.
"He is next," is all she breathed, her voice hardly a whisper against the chirping of crickets and song of the winds. It was strong, though, her voice confirmed with her own nod - the male, he who had laid his scent upon Vague, would die. She would peel his flesh from his bones and lay him out to dry, take his bones and fashion her children toys to play. He was next, yes, next in the line of continuous death that had plagued her since her birth.
"Elric, Ajax, Celesdue, Phobia, Crystarium, Nero, she too small to be named, too weak to breathe or cry," she began to list their names slowly, each word crisp and sharp, each syllable pronunciation to its entirety. She wanted to hear their names, to see their faces once more before she was forced to say it, her voice expressionless and cold. "Dead. Your apologies, can they bring them back? Can your love bring them back?"
She stared ahead, her eyes glazed as her mind went blank, her lips slack and her ears pressed back. So many times she had felt as if she had been broken but now, but not it was real. Her soul had been taken and so much of her blood had been sacrificed to fate without a single thing in return; a queen twice fallen, a mother five times failed, a soul ripped apart and a failed mate countless times over. Slowly she turned to face him once more, another unnatural movement as her head tilted at an almost unnatural angle.
"It fades away without a warning," she said as if it were some kind of fact, her voice a chilling counterpart to the whispiness it had been only moments ago, "And I am not sure if it shall come back."
She spoke no more on it, gave no more explanation, simply returned to staring ahead with absolute emptiness. A hint, though, a hint of some sick smile tugged at the corner of her lip. Death was rebirth, loss was opportunity.
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.
