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I've been looking for a breath of life IP: 108.245.133.46 Posted on November 5, 2014 at 02:21:41 AM by AITHNE
She can see the way he sits, rooted to the ground as the trees are rooted to their spots. There is a lack of tension in the air around Andras. Andras who has always been so aware of everything around him. Andras who has always been charged with some electricity around him. Now it is as if the world is dull around him. There is a silence in this place that belies the heavy weight of sorrow that Andras shoulders. Aithne knew that he could not be happy with Lillith's passing. She knew they had been imprints as well as mates and such a thought brings to mind her own connection with Praetor. The imprint bond is something eldritch. Something not easily trifled with nor broken. She can feel him, feel his heart beat, and instinctively she knows that if she were to call out for him that Praetor would come. He would run until his last breath escaped his lips to reach her, run through hellfire and claws and teeth, and there is a strength and comfort in such a bond. But what must it be like to have such a thing shattered?
Aithne's heart knocks in her chest in a fearsome pattern. She is almost certain Andras can hear it but she knows, honestly, that he cannot. It is all in her imagination, in the way her loyalty shifts and her mind begs incessantly that he does not bring up Siren. The girl was perhaps not the bravest, but she was kind. A gentle spirit born in an ungentle world. Whatever had happened to cause her disappearance and the subsequent death of her mother could not have been good. Aithne knew nothing of it only had a certain premonition that it could be the link that would tear the fabric of life in Iromar. Tear the sanity that still lingered in the yellow eyes of her King.
She speaks to him, pressing her issue of Spirane, confiding in him as an Archduke should, and he turns on his large paws to face her with that shadowed look on his face. Aithne is taken aback for Andras, fit and alive as he was, reminded her of a skeleton. Was Lillith tearing his soul from his body from the other side? Sucking him dry until only the shell of his being was left? She blinks, sheltering her face from whatever she was thinking, always the poker face.
Sharp, his words pierce. Yet it relieves her in a way because this seems more like Andras than the creature that was there a moment before. And maybe she can escape from such talk of his child. "Does a rabbit trust an eagle, my Lord King? They are but a means to an end. I have faith that Daenery's will not interrupt our peace and have given my own word that we will hold them in esteem." And that is really all she can say on the matter. She did not elaborate that she too had said she'd put in good words for Spirane. That much might be too much for Andras and then suddenly he shifts and her worst fear is confirmed. Her face remains apathetic though inside her heart squeezes. But his question... it marks relief in her again for she could truly answer him.
"She is not there, Andras. I was discreet but I ascertained that the only one of our wolves to visit was another girl in recent months. I'm sure you are familiar with her although I am not quite. But Siren has not been there." Which was both good and bad becuase it narrowed down suspects in the case. There is a sudden wild delight in her face when he mentions her as Archduke but it is tempered. He still wants to find her. Aithne... she likes Siren. Maybe too much. In this moment she holds her breath and finally, slowly, lets it out. She could only hope Siren was in a place to take care of herself and Aithne would not directly go after her but she could not stop it if Andras did. She too wanted to know what had happened.
Slowly she presses her haunches into the ground around her, sifting bones and rot away before she does so and wrapping her tail around her. "Perhaps that could be the task of Avery in her quest to become your Stygian? She has proven to be brilliant and I believe she will serve you well in such a role. There is both brawn and intellect there and she does not seem one to waste time. After all, if she is to be Stygian she must hunt those you chose, even if it is mere sleuthing." She holds her breath for a moment, discreet, and stares at him, once more seeing the yawning thing inside him tearing him apart. "My condolences, my King," she murmurs softly. No need to remind him again of Lillith, a simple acknowledgement would do.
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Fallen for the fear and done some disappearing; bow down to the mighty
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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.
