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.
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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: 124.181.65.172 Posted on June 8, 2013 at 03:41:03 PM by ruvindra
restless: i found your weakness
She had hissed beneath her breath, bitten down hard on her own tongue so that blood spilled over it. It was one thing to fail her own family, her own blood, but another thing to fail one she had consciously elected to protect. Even when he had spoken, his voice soft, she had refused to take her eyes from Ishtar, taking a tentative step forward as she offered herself up. At that point, Paldor's word meant not quite as much as he would have liked to think - it was her life and she would damn well do what she wanted with it. Why was that so hard for anybody to understand? His next words, though, well... they sat just as sourly, something she made no effort to hide - eyes locked onto the emptiness of his, ears back and hackles risen like knives along her back. Perhaps he misunderstood her, perhaps he had not heard the cutting edge of her words - they were not a question. It would be her head, lovingly laid down on the guillotine for Ishtar. Words were lost to her and she merely lowered her head to his level, allowing a brief growl to rumble through her chest.
No was the general idea.
What he said next was hardly her concern. She had accepted the moment she had seen the bones and stones that she would never succeed in interpreting dream or scattered trinkets alike. Ishtar, however, gained her attention in one foul swoop - it forced Ruvindra to compose herself once more, straightening her posture and smoothing out her coat, a brow rising in unspoken question (to herself.) She attempted to speak, to find some kind of series of words that would explain her defensiveness but alas, there was not a single word - at least not one that she could admit to herself. Let her think, let him think, whatever they would - perhaps they could enlighten her as to the situation. First and foremost, though, they seemed it viable to announce, to enlighten, that suffering was not over. She waited patiently for some kind of clarification, but none came to Ishtar's mind any more than it came to hers - it was hard to imagine even more suffering, more loss, when so much had already been so.
"I will take border patrol duties as needed," is what she finally managed to say, glad for the change of topic to something more understandable from her perspective. She followed through with a nod of acknowledgement before Ishtar announced she would take a meal to Paldor - Ruvindra winced, some tiny fraction, in a pang of ... jealousy, perhaps? She passed Paldor a rather sheepish grin, half ashamed that she had not taken note of his weariness sooner and half in apology for her undoubted presence at the mouth of his den later - she would watch over him as she did most times, though perhaps he was not so aware of such a thing. With the revelation, though, she felt more insistent to protect him, even from Ishtar's own children that could easily take out their grief on a skinny seer.
Only when Paldor had taken his leave would she once more approach the Queen, coming to stand before her with taut lips and a frown of thought. Enemies were... subjective, she guessed. What she considered enemies were probably different to what Ishtar would consider as such but still, she would answer, her voice just as confident and self assured as prior. It was good to talk business once more.
"Heyel and his hoard of ill-breds and trainees, for starters. They do not take kindly upon those who house what, and who, they consider undesirable," she withheld the information regarding his most recent implied threat to Ska. It did not seem important, not the way in which Vague had described it but perhaps it was merely because she was... tired of it. "As for others, I cannot say I have all that many. For the most part, I believe most within Iromar are not considered targets - not officially. Vague, on the other hand, probably has some kind of information. He has a bite he can't control - I hardly know his position with the other packs."
He had gone behind her back as a King, despite claiming his allegiance belong to her - he had stolen, attacked and who knew what else to wolves of Diveen in full awareness that she was both afraid of them taking vengeance, and that Iromar had not been prepared for war. Who knew, perhaps he had pulled a similar act beneath Ishtar. It was hard to repress the urge to roll her eyes, to keep a straight face and keep eye contact, but she fared well.
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.
