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.
I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR A BREATH OF LIFE IP: 108.245.133.46 Posted on November 14, 2014 at 01:30:29 AM by AITHNE
It had been a test of her prowess to zip to Diveen and usher away a child to their midst. But it had been remarkably easy. No resistance, nothing. The boy didn't seem overly worried about his status of being stolen and it wasn't as if Aithne would give him such either. She was not the kind of wolf that many had heard stories of. Alusion had heard of cannibals and crazy wolves and it was true, at one time there had been those living here. Malikye had planned to eat her the moment she had called to Andras on her first day but she was not a meal easily taken down. No, Aithne was no dainty little lady. She was thick and stout with a broad chest lined with muscles and thick legs, large paws. Her head was wide too and her jaw built to snap and kill like and alligators. There are hints of beauty in Aithne, in her coloring and in her dark emerald eyes, though even that is marred as her right pupil holds a brilliant ring of red around it.
The traditional demon wolf is said to be black and red. Aithne is not traditional, nor is she a demon. She is simply a wolf from Iromar with her russet lines and her ebony fur and white paw and white chest. It had been an issue for a short amount of time among some of the older inhabitants of Iromar - white was a disgusting color to some here, a stupid idea in Aithne's opinion. Then again she never much let anyone dictate over her anyways. Nor would one really wish to challenge her because there is a survival instinct in Aithne that, from her telling, runs almost unparallelled in Molodian.
Her home had been a place of hardship. Eat or be eaten, fight for the scraps because that might be her last meal. Everything here was so abundant. The earth did not turn against the wolves here.
She had not left Lucem alone for long since bringing him here, only making sure to shadow him to the border and then she melded into the swamps in a way that came from living in a place for such a long time. Then Aithne proceeded to watch. She needed to take his measure. He was young, yes, but he had potential nor did he cower in fear of this place. She half expected him to be frightened of all the stories she assumed he had heard but... no, he just wanders around with that curious look on his face. Excited.
When he spies the beaver he begins to hop around like a pup and Aithne cannot help the amused expression on her face, though it dies the moment she senses another presence and scents that of him too. Her hackles raise as she turns, slinking silently over the softened earth and spying the other male who dips into the water. Was he stupid? The alligators wouldn't think twice of snatching him up and dragging him down into the quagmire. Then he would never surface! And what idiot thinks it is okay to trespass on Iromar surface? This may not be HER kingdom, but she was Archduke and Andras relied on her skills.
Now Alusion was heading towards Lucem and she turned her attention back, her lips peeling back. Lucem was her prisoner - or guest - and as such it afforded him the protection of Aithne. Yet that boy was being stupid too playing in the damn mud. What is wrong with these males? At this moment Alusion lifts up onto his hind legs, growls, and booms, and Aithne feels a moment of alarm then confusion then understanding.
Oh, so he wanted to play a game did he? Scare her prisoner? Well... a slow, almost wicked smile spread across her maw. Aithne is not the wicked sort - she is rather stale at times. Yet this had the makings of both a bit of fun and a bit of fright. It would serve them right.
So Alusion who now faces Lucem, both of them in her eyesight, stand up and Aithne suddenly reveals herself. She steps from the growth of the swamps with her head hunkered between her strong shoulders, her lips peeled to reveal thick teeth and hackles raised. An effect, with her raised tail, that made her broad figure somewhat menacing. "Death comes to MY swamp waters," she intones in a deep voice, though hers has always been husky and somewhat masculine. "Who has invoked the curse of Iromar by pretending to be me?" Indeed, her forelegs are covered in splashes of mud from her traipsing through the muck though she is nothing like Alusion, who she hopes to startle with her sudden appearance.
A I T H N E
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.
