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the Mother of Companions She had gathered them much the same as before, with a low whistle and a guiding spark, meeting in the edge of the night before dawn broke when it was not so unbearably hot. It was an odd thing, that the season of the sun often drove her to work most in the night; his love sometimes burned a bit too much. She watched the sun begin its ascension as the gathered with his honored ranks. Each of them was gifted with something only he could grant, and it was an honor she was sure none took lightly. There had been some quiet as of late though, noticeable even now as they were one head short - sneak-less for the time being. It was why she'd gathered them again, especially after recognizing it among her own troops (who, she was happy to say, had done much better since her lecture). "Heads," she addressed them only partially awkwardly, wondering if there might not be a better term for them. "Like last we met, as the Chancellor I was interested in receiving any pertinent updates for your ranks." She wondered how well they might take to her this time after that embarrassment at the herd meeting. Some had been present, but none of them had stood up for her - few had - but what did that mean? "Sikeax," she addressed first, given all the recent wars and their illness it was no difficult thing to say the healer's talents were needed now more than ever. "Have you and yours made any head way with the diseases? I'm cured of what ailed me then, but I know not why. Both times it's happened while I've fought, but I doubt that to be the ointment." She shook her head, remembering all too easily the disgusting tar that had riddled her face. "Is there a new sickness since the Sun's fight? Who among the herd still ails?" Many questions, and Ampere hoped, just as many answers. "Cera," she murmured next, gaze shifting to the painted stud after a moment for the healer to talk. "Have you made any headway with your projects since last we spoke?" She hadn't paid the mines much heed, but she valued his work as always. "We've had many new recruits in need of keys lately, I think we ought to make more. Have we kept track of who all has them? Anyone who needs to return them that has left our border?" There were no sleuths, but they had spies who were always ready to grab at something, and her warriors would surely enjoy a physical test to take back any keys not willingly given over. The bridge was helpful, but like anything it had its down sides. "Maren," Ampere spoke directly, her attention turning to the halo-marked mare that she held in rather high regard, though was also leery of. She was cruel in some ways that Ampere both appreciated and feared. "I'm not sure if the Sun has been available to talk to... but what is your take on these rift gods and their people? On the fact the gods have died?" Ampere was willing to listen to any advice the strange mare had to offer, because she herself was still searching for some of those answers. That there were rift gods at all did not concern her - she had known of many gods in her travels prior to Helovia, though she had never known them as intimately as the deities here, for better or for worse. "As for the warriors," Ampere began, not for the first time feeling strange to serve as both Chancellor and Gladiator, especially at the same time. "We have discussed greater activity and fulfilling of their roles. I've had many new soldiers lately that needed some, motivation. I expect an increase in spars and responses to these rift threats, and am proud to announce many fought hard for the Sun. As Megaera had asked, we have doubled our patrols, but so far there is nothing to report. The herds seem involved with the god fights just like us, and the horses from the rift have been oddly distant. I see most of them wandering alone... in shock, perhaps." She still wasn't sure what to think of them. So many of them were absolutely bizarre, but she also hadn't bothered to speak much with any of them. Were they a threat, or no different from any new traveler? Time would tell, or maybe each individual would weave a different story. "Before you all leave, one last thing I'd like to address, is some of the open ranks we have that are blessed by the Sun's might." She glanced at Maren and Cera first. "The crafters are still full and the Sun will not recognize more than one diviner but," she glanced towards Sikeax then, "We have another position for a healer and I have two more warriors that could be blessed. I will be evaluating my troops within the next several sunrises, and I would suggest you evaluate your healers Sikeax. We need not fill ranks if they're not deserved, but if there is anyone who shows an interest or should be rewarded, let me or the Sultans know." It was always good to praise those who were doing well, even if there was no rank as a reward to offer, she hoped Maren and Cera understood that. "They will be finding a new Sleuth soon, I expect." The absence of one at the meeting was more than apparent, Essetia had just gone, as far as Ampere could tell, and Bucephalus with her, which was much more troubling for the blue. She didn't have the time at the moment to go searching for those who lost themselves though, not with increased patrols and godly wars. She snorted, less than amused at the vacancy. |
If rank leads could please post, but anyone interested in climbing the ranks or moving from citizen to a rank, you are definitely welcome as well!
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