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.
THAT DARKNESS THAT YOU FELT ANDRAS IP: 108.245.133.46 Posted on December 30, 2014 at 09:45:51 PM by AITHNE
The cold streak of winter was slowly beginning to fade. Afternoon sunlight filtered through the twisted branches of some of the shorter swamp trees yet with it came a modicum of heat. Nights were not nearly as bitter as in the full grasp of winter and even in Iromar, sheltered as it was by the large peaks to the north, they had felt a harshness this winter. Aithne had not suffered overmuch from it though. Her body still glistened with health and strong muscles corded around her thick bones. Some fat that had been stored for winter had burned away giving her a rather mean hungry look that would ease in the gifts of spring time. She had not suffered this winter. But Andras had.
A whole season or more had passed since the death of his mate and imprint. A whole season in which his daughter was conspicuously absent and he was too, in many ways. She knew something had went down one day when she had watched from a distance as he had left the swamplands, disappeared for a while, and came back with bloodstains upon him. Not the kind of bloodstains or wounds one might receive from some hapless prey either. Yet she did not go to comfort him - not that he would want it - because she had been rather fuming at what he had done. She only hoped it in no way messed up with her plans for the mountain pack and Iromar's alliance. Even if it did she could do naught about it, really, but try to counsel Andras. Which, with his state of mind, was not a thing eagerly done.
Still as the cold of the morning slowly dissipates she heaves out a huff of breath. She had already walked the border of the marshes in the early pre-dawn hours, her mind over-active with what could happen from this unforeseen event. It wouldn't do for the Grand Marquis to let some lowly wolf sneak in and assault Andras in the midnight hours and she always took her duty seriously. And one of her duties was to now seek out her Lord King for he had been absent since his return. Brooding no doubt. It made her wonder. Wonder what he felt with the loss of Lillith. A gaping hole inside of him? A darkness?
Instinctively she sought the bond that she shared with Praetor, feeling an assuredness inside of her that told her he was alive and well. And strangely she missed him, her emerald eyes scanning the borders once more in a hopeful (she'd never own up to it, of course) look, but her soul mate was not there. Shaking away such silly sentiments she pads deeper into the bogs, ears flicking as the signs of life begin to echo. A slap of water to her left, a low chirp to her right, and then the sound of bones crunching beneath her large paws as she nears Andras's area.
She did not want to seem officious at times for Andras would not appreciate such overtures she thought. Unless he asked for them she was merely a shadow hunter of the bogs. Yet something felt off. It snaked beneath her skin and her fur lifted up along her spine and nape, ears flicking rapidly as her eyes did so to until she found him. A dark mass amid the pale bones. "Andras," she states, a way to make known her presence even as she draws near, uncertain how she might find his state of mind this day.
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.
