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.
Let's get PHYSICAL IP: 12.231.36.2 Posted on July 19, 2015 at 03:58:48 AM by AVERY
I jump awake from my nightmares, panting and looking around with wide ravaged eyes for an invisible enemy to attack. Something is wrong. Something is very wrong. My whole body is trembling, my skin damp and smelling of sweat as I get to my feet and groan restlessly. I start pacing, opening and closing my eyes as I try to reorient myself. I'm at home in my den in Iromar. I'm safe and everything is okay. That's what I continue to tell myself until I step outside the den and take a deep breath of the familiar swamp air. And then a voice courses through the pack lands, a long resounding cry from Aithne. It can only be her voice, but the tone troubles me. Something is wrong. I bolt from a stand still, sprinting toward the sound of her voice as fast as I can, my ears flat to my skull.
When Aithne is in sight, I take in her sad appearance and I think the worst. Did something happen to Praetor? Seeing Andras fall apart after Lillith's death taught me something about imprints. Apparently it hurts like hell when they die. She looks so heart broken that my first thought is immediately of Praetor's health. "Aithne, what is it? What's wrong?" I ask in urgency, my eyes narrowing as I look for the immediate threat if there is one. But then I smell something all too familiar and my eyes find the crumple of muscle and fur that used to be my father figure and my mentor. Andras. "No." I whisper as I step past Aithne, barely noting her presence in this moment as I step to his body, my eyes wide and full of sorrow. "No, Andras. I didn't get to say good bye." My words sound so pathetic even to my own ears. In this moment I am a child again, heart broken and lost after my parents abandoned me in this forsaken pack land, invisible to everyone it would seem but Andras.
I reach down, gently nuzzling his neck. I breathe in his familiar cologne and take in the wounds on his neck. His trachea....it's crushed. My brows furrow in confusion as I turn to Aithne. "Aithne, what happened to him? Who did this?" But the longer I search her expression helplessly for answers, the more the pieces start to fit together in my mind. Her mouth....is that blood? She smells so strongly of Andras. And then I know what happened, the pieces all coming together. I continue to look at Aithne even as the revelation hits me but my face doesn't contort with rage. Instead my expression softens, my eyes turning to sadness and without another word, I step to her and embrace her, wrapping my neck around hers to draw her close in this moment. "You did the right thing. He's at peace now. Thank you." I whisper into her ruff as I close my eyes.
Somehow I know this to be true. Whatever the circumstances of what happened here, I know somehow that Andras would have wanted to go out this way, to be taken out by a wolf he trusts, a wolf of his choosing. He must have known Raven or I couldn't do it. He's too dear to us. But Aithne, she's always been the reasonable one. She knew this would be the logical choice, the best choice. She knew it was mercy. When I finally step back, there are tears in my eyes but I don't care. I sniff and step back, turning slowly back to walk over to Andras. I lean down, pressing my head into his shoulder and closing my eyes. "Be at peace, now. Find Lillith and rule the underworld together."
Avery
female.seven years old.35in, 150#.born to ChernobylxBeowulf.sibling to Adalmund&Aelfgar.bound to none.mated to none.mother to none.Iromar's Commandant
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.
