Dawn of Man (Tribe Management Thread)

Here the chieftains of the valley give orders to their tribes and receive the results of their actions. If you want to be cool, include music and art in your posts to one up or inspire those who are reading them. Moving your tribe up to a maximum of three squares on the map every day is a free action.

Baal was startled from his meditation once more as he heard the sound of chirping birds. He had meditated and pondered the words of the Scion. A great cloth that was unknown to them... the Scion's words made little sense to Baal as he ended up having more questions to this riddle and enigma. In the end, Baal decided that there was only one course of action that they could take. They must explore further and meets others who may be able to provide pieces of the truth and slowly shine the way forward for the tribe and mankind. The Scion clearly had some plans for the humans that were not purely benevolent. Baal would have to tread with caution around the Scion and his requests and "gifts". He feared that perhaps it was too late and that they all had signed a deal with a devil or even worse a demon. Yet, as Chieftain, he could not leave his tribe to such a fate without trying to find a way for man to walk its own path.

Thus, Baal and several of the tribesmen headed north to go to the Cenote. According to some cultures and tribes, Cenotes were spiritual places for the moon as the water at the bottom perfectly reflected the moonlight when the moon was overhead. To other cultures, Cenotes were connected to spirits of water such as the God of Rain. Who or whatever it was that resided in the Cenote, Baal wanted to find out, but more importantly he sought their wisdom, knowledge, and guidance in these dark times.

Baal and the tribesmen carried baskets that contained a considerable amount of food with them as they travelled north. Upon their arrival, Baal directed the men to place the food around the Cenote. He then bowed before the Cenote along with the men who followed him here and loudly spoke "Spirits! I come before you with gifts and open hearts in search of reliable friends and guides in this dark valley." He then sat on the ground and closed his eyes to meditate and receive the words of the spirits with his own burning spirit and the Chipped Full Moon in hand.

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Orders:

1. Baal and 1 Unit of Tribesmen go North to the Cenote with gifts/offerings/sacrifice of food to attempt to commune with and befriend any spirits there. 4 Units of Food, Chipped Full Moon Blade

2. 2 Units of People go to explore and chop/gather wood from the west of the camp. +1 Tool Dice, Wooden Baskets, Fish Blood to regain energy

3. 2 Units of People, taking advantage of the fact that many of the cephalopods were likely hunted and fled the area, returns to the riverbed to continue to gather gold, stone, and useful non-food items now that the ink will no longer render it impossible to see the gold.
+1 Tool Dice, Wooden baskets, Fish Blood to regain energy

Tribe Migration: Tribe migrates one space north

Amir awoke from his yurt in the morning, he was troubled, the knowledge of many different tribes left him feeling vulnerable. Sharing poppy smoke with an elder, he got ready for another day, foot still thoroughly sore.

Amir casted Prophesy in the common area, hoping for a sign of times to come. Later on, he ordered for work to be done.

Selma sighed as another day dawned. The loss of Hera still weighed on her heart, but she couldn't dwell on it. What's done is done and she had to issue her orders. She had Raptora screech to wake up her tribe and gather them. Once her retainers had gathered, she came to give her orders

"Losing a tribemate is something I wish on no one. Yet I know Hera is watching upon us. Guiding us on our way. Here is what I want you all to do. One of you will go gather Wood using the tools we created yesterday. One unit will scout the surroundings and look for a good source of food. One unit will look into researching the Scion mask we obtained from the Boul tribe. One will seek out additional raptors i can test my new spell on, and one will make an attempt to find Clay. I feel we will need it later on. I alone will bring the statue to the Scion. "

Orders:
1 Hunter going to look for food
1 Scout going to look for a male raptor
1 researcher studying the Scion mask
1 axeman going to grab wood
1 Miner going to get clay

A new day dawned and the night was banished the spirits retuning to their world as the smoke from the fire died away. Still Hera was still not truly gone she could be called forth news that must be spread to the raptor tribe. There were of course other things that need doing the tribe had remained where it was for days now and had to move. There was also the scions device, which needed more bone to be complete yet they were lacking more needed to be found or hunted.

Maaravi thanked the visitors and sent them back after safely surviving the night. He knew the Myrdrall were close but Drakkosh was surely watching them and helping them, why else would they find her stars so easily. The new spears would serve them well, they needed animal skins and always needed food and the spears would serve well in accomplishing this, their basic tools may not last long but should allow the gathering of stone to help produce better tools. Knowing of the dangers to the west Maaravi would himself lead two groups of people that way to both learn what they could and attempt to hunt for food and resources, meanwhile he would send groups north, east and south to gather resources and secure their stockpiles further.

Day 2

The night of fertility was indeed a great boon to the tribe, and after all had settled and gotten through the night unharmed, Mother Kalna saw that her people where in need of a fair few supplies. It was decided to make use of the shoddy tools her people had made. She instructed that 2 people of the tribe would take their tools and head to the stone plain to gather some stones for tools, while 2 other people where to head into the woods with their tools to gather some more wood. Mother Kalna and her people decided that moving would not be necessary, as they where enjoying their current warrens. The Ratkin would protect their homes. The last unit of people would be sent out to find any particularly good hunting grounds, if there where any about.

Mother Kalna did think on the undead settlement and the cave of crystals, as well as the bear cave. But, she would get to them in due time.

Anaya smiles, pleased with the progress that was made last night. That morning, she sings to the water, praying for a bountiful day of fishing for the three people assigned to the task. She and two others go to offer the statue to the Loa of the lagoon, offer their respect, and request the right to take wood from this forest.
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Liviander awoke one the morning and gathered his people around making the decision of where they would move. A rumble at the edge of camp alerted him that the tribe’s totem animal had appeared. Liviander climbed onto the mighty triceratops’s back and lead his tribe out of the camp. After finding a suitable spot for camp they split up to do their daily jobs, some heading back into the forest to do so.

orders
1 group gathers wood
1 group forages for food
1 group gathers vines
1 group explores to the East
1 group explores to the north.

NIGHT 2

Maaravi laid the funeral pyre and built it high again. At the heart of the fire was their lost brother and laid on their brother's chest was a small leaf that Maaravi had blessed with the seed of fire. At its top is a hollowed-out straight branch. The bottom of the branch has a small berry that is also blessed with the fireseed and above that is a leaf and above that a small pebble. As one the warriors of the tribe raise their spears to the sky and turn them to face the ground. As one they drive them deep into the soil. A ring of sticks now surrounds the pyre and everyone stands outside it save for Maaravi and the fallen's closest of kin. "Drakkosh. We send you this man. This man who served you in life so he could do so in death. This man who, who died for food for his family. Who died so we could fashion tools so we may better survive this harsh world of demons. This man who uses his body to light the world and push back the darkness of the night when your bright eye must look to other matters. THIS MAN SHALL CONTINUE YOUR FIGHT ABOVE AND BELOW THE REALMS OF MORTALITY AND DIVINITY. HAIL DRAKKOSH!" As he screamed the last words the man's family lit the pyre. It lit well but at first it was slow to catch entirely and then the flames began to lick the centre of the pyre and the leaf ignited which then ignited the entire pyre. Some small flames eeked out and lit a couple of spears on fire. While it could have been easily put out Maaravi looked at the two whos spears were lightly charred, in truth the fire was going out on its own but he spoke forth "No. Put them on the fire. He has blessed you in death to carry on his work. You honour us as you honour him" He would have fashioned for them more spears. Then the fire reached the inner rings of the branch pointing out the top and the berry exploded sending a rock a short way into the sky. That was when Maaravi made peace with the mans family and slowly walked away, letting them mourn as he and many of the tribe went to their duties and tasks.

Knowing the beasts were close he ordered some of the excess food to be taken to him so he could bless it too with the seed of fire and then when he was done they would throw it out into the darkness, sometimes by hand and sometimes by sling periodically so that even if nothing was ever hit by it, it would create fear and mark their camp as unsafe for unwelcome visitors.

He also had the Bony plates turned into thin clubs, sharpened on either side and building to a point (swords) as well as having some turned into armour, together they should equip one group of fighters from the tribe. Then he had the stone fashioned into pickaxes so that more mining could be done and more stone gathered, that was so that more tools could then subsequently be made.


*Orders*
Throw 8 units of Fewd into the night slowly, bit by bit. Ensuring each is seeded with fire.
Large wewd funeral pyre and all-around wewd warmer and lightener
Craft 1 Unit Bony Plate into 1 Unit Sword
Craft 1 Unit Bony Plate into 1 Unit Armour
Craft 1 Unit Stone into 1 Unit Pickaxes

Night 2

Selma returned from taming her new raptor, her arm bloody and still packed with dirt as she sat to examine the wound. The raptor she tamed was territorial, but had yet to be Trained. Despite her wounds, she still had to issue her nightly orders

She spoke with a light pain evident in her tone as she gave her orders.

"Two of you will work on training the new raptor. One of you will put three Wood into the fire. One of you will attempt to make the rumored baskets and reinforce them with handles and frames using one stone. One of you will attempt to turn one clay into pottery for carrying meat"

The second night seemingly was tranquil as the sound of the peaceful watery music emitted from the Cenote. They had successfully made communion with the being named Cletepoc, and this being seemed reasonable, a true relief to Baal and the tribe. Yet, when Cletepoc requested that they return in two days with the same offering... Baal wasn't particularly in a position to refuse. Thus, the tribe, camped in the clearing, gave the Cenote a respectful berth and distance. This was a time to give thanks for the bounty that the tribe had received in the last few days. Baal knew that he had to offer something of worth to the spirits and Gods, but what? Beyond the Crescent Blade, their most valuable possession was likely the congealed blood of their mortal enemy, the Myrdrall. The blood could be used for so many things, yet Baal knew that he had to give the spirits and Gods their share for it was with their guidance that the tribe and indeed himself had come so far. The Scion too, Baal figured, was purposefully placed here by the Gods. Whether the Scion was a blessing, or a challenge... had yet to be seen. But, despite the uncertainty and confusion, the tribe had to continue to face the coming challenges and rely on themselves and their abilities.

Thus, Baal took the Chipped Full Moon and sliced the glob of congealed blood in half. The smell tingled his taste buds as he took the glob in hand and lifted it against the moon in the distant heavens. The sanguine ichor dripped down his arm and onto his face and mouth as he chanted loudly:

"Sauni e tau le taua
Ia tau matua tau
Ia fai ia mafai
Le Manu sau ia!

Le Manu
Le Manu
Le Manu e o mai!

Le Manu ia tafetoto ou ala.
Le Manu malamalama ou mata.
Le Manu tau ia matua tau.

Lou atunu’u pele ia tu malaulau.
Ia aua ne’i galo lau tapuaiga.
Si ou atunuu ma lou aiga.
Mua’au le Atua manuia ou faiva.
O ou fili uma e te lepetiaina.

Tau ia malo Aua ne’i malolo
Tula’i Tau matua tau,
Fai ia mafai Le Manu!"

Suddenly breaking off the chant, Baal spoke "Those who watch over us! We offer you the life energy of our most hated enemy! He who will not stop till no man lives and continues to defy your will! May its life, energy and power be yours! May you watch over us as we hunt and turn the hunters into prey!" Baal cast the blob of congealed blood into the bonfire. He stood before his people and the moon, covered in the blood of Myrdrall as it dripped from his limbs and the crescent blade.

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1. Make pots and containers from the wood ash of the prior nights and tonight so that the tribe can finally store things like excess food and liquids... like blood.
2 Units of People, Wood Ash

2. Make sandals to cover the bare feet of the tribesmen and allow them to travel further, longer and on rough terrain without feet injuries
1 Unit of People, 1 Unit of Wood, Tough Fibers

3. Make Proper, Quality Tools!
1 Unit of People, 1 Unit of Granite (Spike of Granite), 1 Unit of Wood, Tough Fibers

4. Baal ritualistically sacrifices half of the dripping, big glob of congealed Myrdrall blood to the spirits and gods that watch over the tribe into the grand bonfire.
Baal, 1 Unit of People, The Chipped Full Moon, Half of the large Glob of Dripping, Congealed Myrdrall blood, 3 Units of Wood

Anaya smiles, pleased. The loa demands their fear and respect, and it seems will only give what it wills, rather than letting the Arlan collect it on their own. That’s fine. They have more than enough wood to keep them safe and warm for tonight.

And they got quite a bit of food as well! Her magic, and her dear friend Allae the dolphin have served her clan well. They should try to make the most of this, to prevent shortages in the future.

She takes the egg to the water, making it a small nest of seaweed. She commands her friend Alle to guard it from predators, knowing she’ll keep it safe.

Night 2

The events of the day had left Amir exhausted, knowing that the tribe would need to pack up in the morning. Their neighbors were greedy, and it left the western forest a haven for Myrdrall activity. The new wood however, would make sure Flos was safe.

Amir took a few rounds of the tribe encampment to memorize the area and advise the other members to stay safe. He ready the small wood pile for usage tonight and gave out suggestions.

With the warning given the bone takers had moved away from their fellow tribe, yet still they wanted to be careful and thus would burn extra wood tonight. Still with all the bone found the extra light would be put to good use as the scion's device could be finished and the veil of life and death lifted to empower their spark. There was also need for more tools and Attak had and idea to form their hardened bone into a wearable form thus worked whit other bone sharpers to work out how to do this.

4 wood bunt to keep monsters away

scion device will be worked on

2 pops making tools from bone

attak will work with 2 pops on ways to make bones in rock hard armor.

Night 2

Mother Kalna was very satisfied with what her tribesmen had brought back with them, and listened closely to what they had to report on. The food would be useful of course and now armed with the knowledge of hunting the elkenbeast Mother Kalna decided to get her men to craft some hunting tools, spears would be most useful, being both tools and weapons. Mother Kalna had plans to make use of all parts of whatever beasts they caught. Meat, bones and furs.

Mother Kalna was also interested in the strange pool of water her men found, definitely a place worth investigating. And as always some wood was set aside for the fire.

Night 2

Liviander stood in the hastily assembled camp the Tyrien had erected in the petrified forest. The large reptilian shape of the triceratops took up one side of the camp. Liviander was studying the animals horns, they'd given him an idea. Which was the main reason he'd had a group collecting vines.

Commands
1 group uses two wood to create a fire
1 group attempts to use some of the darkwood they'd collected, along with some stone shards and vines to make 'horns' for themselves.(Spears).
3 groups do a fertility ritual.

Day 3

The Drakti were on the back foot again, they'd had a good few days in the valley but once more they were shown that the Myrdrall were not to be trifled with. A reminder not to be complacent. Upon seeing the hand Maaravi's mind began whirring. Until they returned to their old camp they couldn't know what damage they had strewn upon the demons. But they didn't need to. Their new weapons and armour had held up against them, keeping them from consuming the tribe at the very least. This trophy however was proof that their new bladed weapons would be invaluable in future attacks. Maaravi also knew that, while it might have to wait, a great monument needed building to the lost. He rallied the motley group of assembled soldiers "Brothers, sisters. WE ARE DRAKTI. Brothers, sisters. WE ARE CHOSEN. Brothers, sisters. WE WILL REMEMBER. All here lost someone last night. All here have suffered the horrible fate darkness brings. All here survive. Drakkosh may have lost vigil over the realms last night and let darkness get another foothold but she also ensured we would survive. She knew we were worthy for battle yet. This only shows that the battle needs be won more then ever before. LET US MARK THIS THE DARKEST DAY. LET US MARK THIS THE LOWEST WE FALL. LET US MARK THIS DAY THE FIRST DAY OF SPRING! We will rise forth from the shadows and bring forth light. The flame of light shall rekindle every spirit in the valley. Each of you have proved your worth and your loyalty. Drakkosh granted us these weapons for she knew she was to be weak. Drakkosh gave us this edge so we could cut the darkness away and bring the light of day to conquer the night. OUR SPIRIT SHALL BURN WITH THE LIGHT OF UNCOUNTABLE FLAMES!" Once they had calmed down again he looked each one dead in the eye and let the silence grow before he added "Now let us go and see the damage and see if we can find the tracks of any beasts, be them food for our kin or those of our fallen. Drakkosh's Chosen." They set off soon after and the group heads to their old camp to search for tracks and if they can find anything of their lost tribe or if any damage was caused to the Myrdrall from the bombs.

Meanwhile one of the surviving Drakti elders at the Luna camp had gathered the rag tag group of survivors and, as well as letting their chief know they were alive and well by sending someone with the message, they had organised to search for wood for tonights fire as well as carrying tools to the rest of the Tribe and spreading information of Cletepoc.

"Submission? The Drakti wish for us to submit to them?" Baal said incredulously as he heard from his messenger of the Drakti Chieftain's demands that he had sent. He must have injured his head in the fight to have requested something like that. Baal shook his head. "No matter, the Drakti should be pitied for their losses, and I will not lift the blade and dirty it due to another's foolhardiness. We agreed to let each of our people seek shelter in each of our lands should something happen. I will not break that deal and ruthlessly cast out the refugees or hold them at spear point unless they intend to hurt us." Baal then stood up and walked out to the camp fire where the frightened Drakti were gathered. He approached them and said "Your Chieftain is foolish for attempting what he had done last night and just now sending a demand to us to submit to him. This could be taken as an act of war, an insult at the very least. But your chieftain's sins are not yours to bear. We agreed with your people to allow your people to seek shelter with us in times of need. I will not let that promise be broken. Thus, despite the warhawkish words the Drakti Chieftain have said, you are free to leave the Luna camp. I also am not devilish enough to send you out with empty hands when you have lost all that you held close to your heart to the Myrdrall."

Baal looked over to some of his tribesmen nearby and then bent over to take off his sandals. Then walked over to the Drakti and put the sandals on the elder's feet. "A small gift from the Children of Luna so that you may swiftly find your way home."

As the sun shined on this day, the silent figures of men walking through the forest could be seen approaching the river by the stump. Among them, a hulking shell seemed to cover some of them. Yet, as they emerged from the whistling vegetation, the shell revealed itself to be made of the same wooden matter which surrounded them. In their arms, the men carried various baskets, but for what purpose? The procession carried on to the river where the men placed the war canoe into the water and boarded it. The canoe sliced through the river as it followed the flow east, towards the lake, but gently shifted its course towards the other shore as it was carried down the river.

On the coast, Baal could see in the distance the Flos. He approached with a basket in one hand and the Chipped Full Moon in the other. As he approached Baal called out "Brothers! I have heard of your tragedy, and have come to offer you safety and protection among the Luna just like I provided for the unfortunate Drakti. I come with gifts of food and sandals to you and to show you that the Luna are a well off tribe blessed with the guidance of the stars, in particular the Moon God we call Luna. The Luna were lost children in the dark until we came across the chipped moon, glistening in the moonlight. It was since that day that we have prospered despite the demons that reside in the darkness. It would be an affront to Luna herself if we did not come to offer our help to our fellow brothers who follow the stars and live on the river. I promise you that you will be safe among us. You yourselves have seen the powers that Luna has bless me and my people. Power that drove fear into the behemoth hermit crabs, and without a doubt drive fear into the diabolical minds of the Myrdrall. But more than that, I promise you that you and your children will prosper if you will allow me to call you brothers and sisters for your children will be my own nieces and nephews, my family. Now, will you join me in breaking the morning fast as one of my own kin?"

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Later that day, the Drakti approached with a trade deal. They carried with them an ARM of a Myrdrall. Surely, such an offering to the being of the Cenote grant them the boon that was promised? With little means, the Drakti were left much more impoverished than they had been ever before and requested quality Lunan tools in a trade. Baal was wary after the Drakti Chieftain had asked for the Luna to submit to them, but he did not want to leave the Drakti impoverished. Thus, Baal agreed, but requested that they seal the deal with a ritual as a tribe man approached the two Chieftains with a pot with a bit of water. Baal took the Chipped Full Moon and cut his palm to allow some of his blood to spill into the water. Then watched as the Drakti Chieftain do the same. Baal took the pot and took a deep drink from it and handed it to the Drakti Chieftain to copy him as well. With the ritual done, Baal replied "The deal is sealed. May our people both prosper from it."

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Decision: The Drakti refugees are allowed to leave of their own volition and are given gifts of wooden sandals to help them swiftly find their way home.

Orders:

1. The Children of Luna and the Ratkin to the Northeast participate in a joint Great Hunt for the Elkenbeast
2 Units of People, Fire-Hardened Spears tipped with Paralyzing Poison, Stone Axes, Quality Tools, Wooden Sandals , Wood Ash Pots, Wooden Baskets, Fish Blood for Health/Energy Boost

2. The tribe cuts down trees from the nearby grove of trees that bear the leathery fruit far up in the tree line to collect wood from nearby the camp and see if the fruit was edible or had other uses.
2 Units of People, Quality Tools, Wooden Baskets

3. Baal leads an expedition to explore/scout the north, particularly to examine the edifice that seems to be carved into the cliff in the distance.
Baal, Chipped Full Moon, 1 Unit of People, Quality Tools, Fire-Hardened Spears, Fish Blood

Diplomacy/Free Actions:

Baal brings gifts and invites the Flos to join their fellow religious brothers who believe in and worship the spirits of the Moons.
Baal, Chipped Full Moon, 5 Units of Food, Wooden Sandals

Trade Deal with Drakti sealed with Blood Ritual
Myrdrall Arm for Quality Tools

Day 3

Selma knew her food rations were running terribly short. Yet she was feeling rather under the weather this morning. However, despite feeling ill, she stood anyway to assist her tribe. In her eyes, they come before her. She got ready to issue her orders.

"Two of you will go to the river to hunt for food. Our supply is running drastically short. One of you is to go to the Flos and establish a time and place to meet up for recruitment discussions. One unit is to seek out wood for a fire to keep the Myrdrall at Bay another night. One unit will go gather gold at the river for that slime we encountered. The Scion said to beware of it so we don't want to anger it. I myself will go into the cliffs to hunt as well. We need all the food we can find. And I will not sit idle." Selma said been coughs which concerned her tribe. Selma however is a very tough chieftain that hated to sit idle. She told them all a story to lift their hearts though. The story of how she and Raptora met. She sat them down to listen to her tale before their adventures for the day

The Third Day
A new arrival to this grand and luxurious valley, and having aided a great bear, Gwerikos returns to the tribe to establish a camp, a base of operations for now, and evaluate this seemingly new world that they have stumbled upon. The first order was to get a camp up up and running, next is the gathering of herbs for consumption to ensure the stability of the group group for now. 5 people were sent out to find anything they could that was of interest or seemed useful. and Finally two groups were sent out to look at the local wildlife, more than anything to see if there was meat to hunt or more importantly animals to tame.

Before sending the groups on their way Gwerikos spoke to them "Wenja edjew weje wirmi domos en ka klopnis, weje mudstos cejwo dhochos ana dhochos wirmi pasknis atqe aqa ita jos krasi weje mogho cejwo do sperdho deiwos. Domami is agros atqe cita do esmi potis winko uperi is stanejo do wejes esmi nmortijos!"


Orders:
One Unit sets Up camp
One Unit gathers Plant Food
One Unit Looks to Collect Miscellaneous Resources
Two Units Look to Observe the wild life

The Third Day

Mother Kalna was surprised to see the Flos tribesmen coming and asking to join, having outsiders joining the tribe had never really happened before. Regardless, The Great Mother was a loving woman and decided to allow them to join, to see if the life of a Ratkin would suit them, as it was very different. Mother Kalna noticed much wood had been used, and instructed her people to gather what wood they could gather while she was on the hunt for elkenbeast with the Children of Luna.

She personally set off with the hunters, knowing their spears would strike true on the beasts.

Day 3

Attak had been busy in the morning she had visited the portal to speak with the dead and gotten useful deals and information, she had also gotten a mammoth tusk. Still there were other things to do with that new information the Flos were scattered and they needed finding. The stocks of food were okay for the night, but they could use more wood and they needed stone. Attak wanted to learn more on the binding of spirits, but she would have to wait for another day and there was the matter of the city she wanted to look into. The world was full of mysteries and Attak wanted to investigate them in order to help humanity rise above the monsters. Still All these things would have to wait what came first was the days to day life luckily they could stay in the same place for the night. So Attak would set out her orders for the day.