Dawn of Man (Orders)

[Pat]

Spoiler: Details

Leaders of the valley roleplay here, and at the bottom of their posts give up to a total of five orders to manage their respective tribes with every day turn and night turn. A 'sixth' order that may be given is moving a tribe up to three tiles in any direction on the map during the day.

 

[Pat]

DAY 1

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[Beckoncall]

The "One People" moved through the great ruined arch that lay before the crude and weathered stairs that veered down into the valley below -- this bountiful valley would be the cradle of human civilization or it's grave.

The "One People" had little, they were refugees who had left almost everything in their already sparse nomadic lifestyle behind -- dropped everything and ran, because of the Scraol.

The Scraol that hunted them still, the very Scraol that would likely follow them into the valley -- but here the distinct cultures of the "one people" would live and grow, and perhaps one day turn towards their hunters unafraid. But it was not this day. This day the tribes of "the one people" hurried down the steps into the valley, eager to get out of the dark behind them and the monsters it held.

The sun rose over the valley like a beacon calling them home, and they began to more slowly descend into the valley when they saw and felt the light of the sun fall upon them.

The stairs put the one people en masse at the foot of a swamp, in a desert band with harsh unforgiving sun. Beyond that, lie an equally inhospitable salt-plain, where all that lived at one time was now dead...

However Beyond that salt plain was lush jungle and forest, of plains and clay fields and far enough south a river. The one people had descended from the top of the valley so they all had drawn crude maps of what they saw -- and began to formulate plans as to where they would go to begin foraging and making their hunting and gathering grounds.



(The Fire Icon is where EVERYONE is presently settled -- crossing the desert band and the salt plain coming from the rocky stair at the top left of the map)

The leader of all the tribes, Tundug, said the first day would be celebrated with a great hunt in the day, and a great feast that night --

"The Scraol are behind us! Let us steal some time and celebrate our new home, caution shall be for every other day -- but for now the valley is ours!"

A mammoth had been seen in in a patch of plains south of where all the people had gathered, and in the deep woods scouts of Tundug reported giant sloths that might make easy hunting. On the wetlands to the north, horned herd animals drank water from clay pits and subsisted on scattered plants and herbs.

Clubs and slings were quickly found, unpacked, or cobbled together so that the tribes of the one people were armed... and thus able to hunt!

FIRST TURN: PLAYERS WILL ONLY GIVE TWO ORDERS -- ONE ORDER IS HOW MANY UNITS OF PEOPLE PARTICIPATE IN THE HUNT, AND THE OTHER ORDER IS HOW MANY DO SOMETHING ELSE, IF DESIRED, OF THIER CHOICE. IF YOU SEND *NO* UNITS OF PEOPLE ON THE HUNT, YOU FORFEIT YOUR STARTING TEN FOOD UNITS.

When everyone (or most everyone) has posted these first two orders I will process them and we can move into the first official day and night phases of the game... but now people can trade, converse, hunt, and welcome themselves to their new home!

Karcen Twist Heterological AngelCloud Heyitsjiwon Eliasdagood Kent Prince Vaethorion

 

[AngelCloud]

Viper Snakeheart was on the back of her raptor, Raptora. Who she had saved from a trap on the way to the valley. She petted the animal on its side with a confident smile as she turned to her fully female tribe. It is their nature to breed the only way the bone devoted tribe knew how. Capturing males and using them to breed children in fertility rituals. But this was not the time to worry about taking slaves. Viper asked three units of her finest hunters to join the other tribes in the hunt for the Sloths while the other two units were to enable connections with any other tribes that were bone devoted. After all. They were easier to work with if the devotion is the same. Viper herself will remain at camp to try and establish connections with the other chieftains

Spoiler: Orders

two units establish connections with tribes

Three units join the group hunt

 

[Heyitsjiwon]

Baatar deeply inhaled the fresh air of the valley. It was air that did not stink of the Scraol and their foul ilk for now. Yet, in the back of his mind, Baatar knew that they would not be far behind, lurking in the shadows and biding their time. It was with this precious time that the people had to prepare. They could not live off of fear. Food, shelter, and safety were all needed to sustain life, precious life. Baatar approached his folk as they prepared for the great hunt. They bowed their heads slightly in a sign of respect and deference for the Tailed One. Baater motioned for them to cease and then spoke "Today, we will hunt and prepare for the night. Tomorrow and the days to come... we will fight as it is our birthright to tread upon this land. The Ancient Ones have bestowed it upon us as we are their legacy." Baatar then looked to his hunters and said "We will partake in the Great Hunt." Baatar looked to the others and said "You all will head to the nearby river bend, gather anything useful, and explore the area. We will all sleep better near the river, after all and that may be a good place to camp."

Baatar approached Tundug with his hunters and said. "The herd animals to the north seem like ripe pickings. They will be full from water, lazy from rest. While the mammoth is a mighty prize, the herd animals seem to be the ideal target. They will tire in the clay pits even if they are faster than us. We will endure for we can chase for hours if need be. Though with enough hunters we could surround the clay pits."

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Summary:

1. Baatar and 3 Units of People join the Great Hunt + MIghty Blood

2. 2 Units of People head south east and south to the river bend to gather resources and explore that area + Mighty Blood

 

[Kent]

"New land...untainted by the blood of Humans and Scraol....but not for long...." He said as he inhaled the air around him. He took a brief glance at the other tribes and then diverted his attention to his own tribesmen. "Follow me to the East Woods, let us begin our hunt. The rest will collect wood and other resources. We will return before nightfall. Let us baptize this new land with blood!"

"Blood!" The rest of the tribe shouted and they began moving to the east woods.

Summary:
1. Strygwyr and 3 units move towards the woods to hunt the giant sloths.
2. 2 Units follow behind Strygwyr and his hunting group to collect wood and other resources.

 

[Eliasdagood]

Anya takes a long, deep breath, looking over the valley. Her people will have a better chance here. She’s seen it. She reaches down to rub the neck of her mount, a thunderous purr rumbling up from the ocelot. “A new home.” She murmurs.

She turns her head to her people, calling out. “All able bodied adults will come with us to the plains! We hunt!” She feels her friend tense, and grins. She always did prefer game to challenge her.

(All units including Anya are going after the mammoth.)

 

[Heterological]

Zian grinned, taking a breath of fresh air. He nodded towards two of his other best hunters, and told them, "We will go after giant sloths."

He glanced at the others. "You three, use fire elementals to scare off the animals in the forest and wetlands, and try looking for any herbs or fruits."

With that, he strode off towards the woods with two others behind him.

Summary:
Zian and two units go for the giant sloths.
Three units search for fruit and particularly herbs.

 

[Karcen]

Deyas doubted they had really escaped their enemies, they had a short break at most, something they needed to take advantage of to find someway to fight back against them. The valley was a good place, but she would rather have a place closer to the dead to draw upon their wisdom. Still there would be dead here as their were dead everywhere, and with the dead came their bones. If the dead could help in a more physical way then the tribe might have a place to stay beyond one night, but they lacked that power. The matter of the hunt was a necessity as their stores were low, even with the slated meats the Bonereapers had used in secret keeping knowledge of how to use it to themselves. They would have to find more of the strange tasty substance if they wanted to make food last longer. The animals that were to be hunter were, sloths or a mammoth, or horned beasts.

" We got after the mammoths, three groups will aid the others take your slings and try to stay a distance from the beast let others get up close for now, and if they leave the bones bring them as well as meat" Deyas ordered thinking ahead to getting material for more tools instead of just meat.

this left her with 2 more groups of able bodied people they needed the lay of the land, or well a more detailed idea of it as they needed to find a good place to set up camp and serval others to do so latter. " The other two groups will go to the river and explore along it's banks, take no chances if something seems dangerous come back instead of trying to fight it if you can" She instructed, living people were for now more valuable than dead people thus taking to many risks was not a good idea.

orders:

3 units will provide ranged support in the mammoth hunt seeking meats and bones

2 units will explore along the river.

 

[Prince Vaethorion]

The Valley was a sight to behold. Their lives were spared by the Gods. A new calmness came over their being. The Tribal leader River Too Deep first thanked the Goddess for escaping danger, and for offering new opportunities . the entire Tribe gave tribute to their deity and thanks. Once they showed their gratefulness, River Too Deep assesses the situation at the camp. "Blood Tribes, Bone Tribes, Fire Tribes, and Water Tribes. We will camp by our fellow people of the water. We need friends in this new land. The river calls to us, but we shall join in the great hunt with our Water Brothers and sisters. The rest shall go to the river for it is calling us home to it. You shall make canoes out of trees by the water, while we procure meat, hide, tusks and bones from the great beasts. We shall offer to work together with our the People of the camp. Working together, we could slay more beasts than working alone."

The Lost People of the river camps by their fellow Water People. They are polite and friendly to the rest of the Tribes. They keep vigilant, as is their nature.

Orders:
3 Units -The Tribal leader takes three Units to hunt Mammoths working together with the other tribes cooperatively if receptive. If hunt is successful, they will bring back tusks, meat, bones, fur and hide.

2 Units - Go South East to the River shores and build dug out canoes. They hide them before returning to camp. A water elemental is summoned for additional labor.

 

[Twist]

Matri Midwi looked around the new land and at all the faces that now gathered here. Her family was close behind, her three able sons and two proud daughters. Her sons hovered close by her making her wonder if they were worried that her massive frame, which was adorned with dark furs, might lead to others mistaking her for some wild beast. She chuckled at the thought as her gaze flicked between them, her long brown hair, ornately twisted and fashioned in braids, dancing across her back as she did.

Hearing Tundug's words, she chose two of her sons to go with her on the hunt. Even though she was well into her years on this land, the much cherished chieftain had no plans to leave this plane any time soon. Her other son would lead the gathering party with his sister's. They would head to the trees to get wood, to the rocks for stone and the mud for clay. Some of her compatriots would be reckless in their hunt, their youthful exuberance brought to the forefront, so her tribe would hunt the stags to make sure food was plentiful.

She would make sure her family was well prepared before they set off, keeping their blood ties strong as they separated. It was only a little while apart but a mother worries.

Orders:

2 Units (10 people) and PC go on the Great Hunt. (Mighty Blood is cast on 2 units)
3 Units (15 people) gather resources.

 

[Pat]

NIGHT 1
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[Heyitsjiwon]

The Great Hunt and the Great Feast were bountiful and fruitful events. These lands were rich and bountiful with prey a plenty. Though... with enough prey... came predators, a lesson that the tribe would painfully learn on this night. Baatar was speaking with some of the tribe when the great bonfire exploded at a huge massive muddy boulder was flung into it. The Scraol would have their feast tonight. Baatar bellowed "Flee towards the river and follow it! Do not blindly run through the trees and become lost! Stay together!" Baatar knew that not everyone would follow the advice, yet their best chance to survive and save as many as possible was to stick together as best as possible. "Mighty Blood to fuel your sprint! We must get away as far as possible before the Scraol finish devouring the meat!" Baatar yelled to those listening as he began to cast Mighty Blood and Blood Heal on those who were struggling to flee. The tribe was like a herd now... the wolves would descend upon the slow, the weak, the injured and the old... anyone who strays from the herd too much and presents an easy target, yet he wanted to at least give them a chance and help them if he could.

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Summary:

1. The Niislel flee to the southeast x1 and then east x3, effectively fleeing to the river and then following it/using it as a reference to prevent their folk from becoming lost/spread apart in the night.

2. The Niislel also cast Mighty Blood and Blood Heal on themselves and others, fueled from their earlier blood bounty from the Great Hunt, to help those who may be injured or have trouble fleeing.

 

[Eliasdagood]

Anya is incredibly pleased with how the hunt went, and will keep in mind the odd effects of that fruit. It will likely be used in future hunts by her people. The Cavara celebrate exuberantly, as is their way, until shrieks of terror shear through the night. “Cavara, to me!” She screams, her people running to her as she mounts up on their totem animal, making sure they can all see her white hair in the dim light. “Take branches from the fire, we need light!”

Spoiler: Orders

The Cavara take branches from the fire to use as torches, before fleeing one square southeast, then three east. The torches should guide any tribesmen who wish to follow them.

 

[AngelCloud]

Viper smiles glad to see how the hunt went and sees thazt those not hunting had brought back some suitable males for fertility. The hunters of her tribe also brought back some Sloth Bones and some Sloth Nails. This excited her as she could make some decent tools and weapons with the new Bone-shaping tool she acquired from the BoneReapers. She couldn't wait to make such tools and show them to the BoneReapers, who were beginning to prove themselves as great allies already. She had decided to call her tribe The Skeletal Amazons, citing the fully female pack and their devotion to bone. But this was no time to rest on their laurels. They had work to do. Viper soon heard screams in the night and called her tribe to her "We flee to the east! (three squares) Light a few torches and take whatever you can carry! When we arrive at the new campsite, We must immediately craft the bones we got into tools and weapons! My New Ability will aid us!"

Spoiler: Orders

The Skeletal Amazons flee three squares east

All five units and Viper Start using the bones and nails to craft tools and weapons using the Bone Shaping ability

 

[Karcen]

Deyas was glad that her people had not expected to stay with the others, she along with them had planned to leave the larger group as news of a necropolis guarded by giant Popotam. Deyas did not believe they could take them now, but she would rather stay away from the fires of the living and be closer to the dead. The honored dead had warned them and Deyas was sure they were calling out to be released from these monsters she would save them. This expectation of leaving came in handy when that night the Scraol attacked. there were to many people and not enough light and the Scraol would always come if there was not enough light. The Bonereapers had a plan for this, a sorrowful plan, but the elderly would use themselves to by time, they would join the honored dead and their wisdom would pass to the living even if they were no long among them. The children were far more important as they were the future and thus needed to be protected.

" Follow me we must flee may the honored dead watch over you" Deyas shouted to rally her people the elderly staying behind a sacrifice to hopeful allow the kid to live.

Deyas would lead her people through the dark, they knew where the Popotam were and would avoid them. Still the rived was a good place to go, the water reflecting the moon and star light. It was hard to see of course, but Deyas wanted a distance between her tribe and the others if they came to close they would draw the Scraol, it was best to move with stealth. While moving along the river the tribe would find shallow water leading to an island. While no one knew if the Scraol avoided water or not, even shallow water might be good.

" There the island we will shelter there and build a fire" Deyas shouted to her people leading through the very shallow water to the strange island. Once they were gathered on the island the Bonereapers would go to work building a fire to keep the Scraol using perhaps a bit to much wood to do so.


Orders

1. Bonereapers will moved 1 tile south east then 2 more tiles east then 1 tile south east.

2. The bone reapers will use 3 units wood to create a great fire to ward off the Scraol

 

[Heterological]

Zian grinned, thinking of the claws that they had claimed. They would make fine weapons. And of those who did not fight had found fruit, along with a bitter yam that Zian would claim later. He had learned of the usefulness of mud, and would definitely use it later. Two of his own had been injured, but they would survive. For now, it was time to feast.

Only a few minutes in, a dark shadow came overhead, blotting out the sun in the form of a giant bat. Zian growled, knowing what was to come, and summoned his people to him. A giant boulder thudded into the fire, snuffing it out, and screams began to echo into the air. He saw Tundug just as another boulder hit him, snapping something with a sickening crack and leaving him dead.

Some other tribe, the Niislel, cast one of their spells over a few of them; the injured among them would greatly appreciate the effort.
Zian yelled towards his casters, "Summon some fire spirits and try to get them to set fire behind us." He summoned his own elemental and gave it instructions quickly. To the others, he screamed, "Follow me to the east; we will make for the river!" They barreled through the forest, with fires being set behind them.

ORDERS:
Lesser Fire Elementals are instructed to block their path with fires.
Zian and his people move 3 units east and 1 unit southeast.

 

[Kent]

Strygwyr was satisfied with the hunt and they brought the blood of their prey and made a quasi Blood Exchange with their fellow sub-tribes who joined them in the hunt. He was a little bit annoyed at the Fire sub-tribe for driving away most of the prey but for now, they will have fun. Which was what he hoped until the situation abruptly turned to shit.

The moment the Bonefire was extinguished he quickly gathered up his tribe and made a run for it, fleeing the same path as Zian and Viper. They picked up around 1 unit of burning wood as they ran. Strygwyr opted not to follow Zian to the end and instead stopped with Viper in a clearing. They immediately gathered up 3 units of wood and used up the 1 unit of burning wood to quickly light up the bonfire possibly with the help of Zian and her people.

Orders:
1. Ran 3 Tiles East with 1 Unit of Burning Wood
2. Used 3 units of wood + 1 unit of burning wood to light up a bonfire.

 

[Twist]

Matri Midwi had enjoyed the hunt, it helped her keep her mind sharp especially with the looming fire all around her. She looked over the resources her tribe had gathered and found it wanting, hoping to share a great bounty with the rest of the tribes. She had noticed her youngest daughter bump her brother with her side as she had shown her mother the wood she had gathered, where as he had sadly found nothing. She had hoped they would have worked together better but, then again, maybe it was her fault for asking her people to gather so many things, each one wanting to make her proud.

She headed towards the other Chieftains, gathered around the fire, with her supplies to share between them but as a massive shadow loomed above Matri Midwi stopped. Looking up just as a massive object come hurtling from the night sky as if the moon itself had fallen upon them, she shielded herself with her trunk like arms. With a scream she saw, through the gap between her arms, Tundug being taken by a massive talon leading the tribes to scatter.

Unfurling the furs around her, Matri Midwi lifted her forcep into the air her massive frame illuminated by the fires around her as her children gained her scared tribes attention. "Kin, we must rescue those in need." The mighty matriarch bellowed "Keep them close, especially the children. Brave Daughters, lead the way." Seeing the revered relic, the tribe regained their focus and gathered as many of the survivors as they could, especially the lost children.

There were too many fires to the east for her tribe to safely cross, with everyone and everything they carried so they headed north towards the clay flats they had visited earlier. Lighting the Darkwood they had harvested on the nearby fires as they slipped away, her daughters holding the burning wood close to them as they led the group into the night. They would use these as markers to show a path between the larger more dangerous clay pits. Hopefully the Scraol would not be as cunning if they decided to give chase, falling into the deep clay pits. Matri Midwi stayed at the back of the procession, ready to banish any Scraol who dared come near her family.

Orders:

Consumed 1 unit of Darkwood (to make markers/ torches to traverse the Clay pits)
Kin Tribe moved 2 tiles north then 2 tiles east

 

[Prince Vaethorion]

The Lost People of the Water were enjoying the fruits of their Great Hunt with the other tribes. They secured the Mammoth Tusks for now and did their best to make trail markers to return to the site of the Mammoth carcass to retrieve bone, fur, and hide once they had tools and time to do so. They tried their best to cover up some of the Carcass with fallen branches and rocks the best they could to prevent the ravaging of scavengers.

They thanked their Goddess for the kill, for the bounty. They were back were back at the campsite with their fellow Tribes, feasting on the cooked flesh of mammoth, When the foul flying beast occurred. The beast dispersed the fire and the Scraol were upon them. With little time to act, the Tribe fell back to their secondary campsite by the river where their raft was hidden. Their Sorcerers cast a Heavy fog to cover their departure, to protect others from being seen, as others picked up remants of the fire that was dispered, using burning branches, which they would keep lit while lighting other fallen branches on their way to the river. There they would make a camp fire and hide when it was safe. "FALL BACK to river!, use the fog to hide" (something that was customary to them). The fleeing of Scraol was nothing new to the Lost People of the River, and their retreat was made as orderly as possible. It was something well drilled into every tribal member, young and old. They took what resources they could, the casters would cast fog and if time allowed Water Elementals to throw off the Scraol, as they fled behind the cover of deep fog. They would take a longer way to throw off the scent to not bring the enemy back to their campsite by the river. This was their way. There was no other way. Rivers Too Deep led his people to safety, guiding other tribes to use the cover of fog to safely retreat as well.

Orders: picking up the remnants of the dispersed wood on fire, the Casters cast Fog to conceal their and others retreat and Water elementals to distract the Scraols and the Tribe Flees south East to their secondary campsite.

Tribe of the Lost Waters fall back under the cover of Fog to their secondary campsite by the river where their raft was hidden.

 

[Heyitsjiwon]

Day 1​

Baatar looked at the battered and drained people. Last night was a... massacre. Perhaps, the grand feast was just a foolish act of indulgence as they had let their guard down. Yet, like on the darkest nights of before, they would rebuild and continue their journey. It was clear to Baatar that they would have to have large fires... and potentially spread apart. If that crimson bat returned and destroyed their campfire... they could potentially flee to a neighboring tribe's fire. This would be the foundation of a discussion that Baatar had with the other leaders who had fled in the same area as the Niislel. But, words only accomplished so much. They had to act, prepare, and fight back. With a rough idea of the layout of the valley, Baatar organized his people into group and put them to work on various tasks. Sitting around and mourning wouldn't help and only hurt them in the long run. Rather, staying productive would help the tribe more than anything. Thus, the various work groups set off to accomplish their tasks that were assigned to them.

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Summary:

1. Baatar and some of his people return to the old campsite to examine and salvage the ruined camp. They would use the trail that the Zian conveniently made by burning part of the woods on the way here to swiftly travel. Perhaps they could learn about the odd creature, find some supplies, or even survivors? Tundug's or other tribe member's remains? Perhaps, the Origin Stone would guide them to where fate wanted?
Baatar w Origin Stone, 1 Unit of People,

2. 2 Units of people gather wood around their new camp... if they're able they are to turn 1 unit of gazelle horns into tools to help them.
2 Units of people, Mighty Blood, 1 Unit of Gazelle Antlers

3. 2 Units of people head north 3 spaces to explore and gather useful stones... perhaps they could use the gazelle hides as makeshift bags to help them transport the stones?
2 Units of people, Mighty Blood, 1 Unit of Gazelle Hide

4. Establishment of the Confederation of the River w/ confirmed members:
The Niislel
The Zian

5. Runners are sent to invite all the sub-tribes to the Confederation, which at its base promises for the mutual defense and aid of the sub-tribes against the Scraol and a spot at each other's campfires in the event of an emergency.

 

[AngelCloud]

Viper sighed in relief as they miraculously survived the onset of Night One. The new Bone Claws and Spears would serve well in combat and Hunting. But speaking of that, They must do what they can to get materials for a Proper Fire as Well as Increase their food. They need to hunt for something and gather food, Bones, and Most importantly, Wood for a fire. Viper called her sleeping tribe awake and to her in the early hours of the dawn. "My Amazons, I am aware that the Night caught us off Guard. But we must hold fast and carry on. Now then. We have a lot of work to do if we are to make it through another night. We shall move towards the shore (Three squares South) And using our new weapons, We shall look for food, Bones, and Wood for a fire among other resources. We Must do all we can when the times become trying. Here's the plan. One team (Unit) Will go with me to gather wood for tonight's fire. Another Team Shall seek Bones And Food for better Harvesting Tools. Bring those to me to BoneShape. One team shall seek out Additional Resources to discover and expand what we have to work with. One team shall speak with the galarkes for trade. And Finally One team Shall put the slaves to work to increase our numbers in a Fertility Ritual

The Skeletal Amazons cheer as they hear their Chieftain assemble her Plan.

Spoiler: Orders

One Unit And Viper seeks out Wood for a Fire
One Unit Seeks Food and Bones to make Gathering Tools Using BoneShaping
One Unit Participates in a Fertility Ritual to increase the tribe numbers
One Unit Looks for New Resources to add to the arsenel
One Unit goes to Speak to the galarkes

Entire Tribe moves Three squares South seeking a Shore

 

[Karcen]

With dawn came relief as the horrors of the night would retreat to whatever they called home. This left the bonereapers slightly saddened at the loss of the elders, but they were with the dead now and that was some solace in what would have been otherwise grim news. The island and it's huge stump, felt odd something had been watching them, that was for sure, but it had never attacked them and did not feel hostile. Deyas wondered if it might be a local spirit, if it was then it might make a good ally. Still they would need to move Deyas had a simplistic idea of the lay out of a valley and thus tried making a mental map to guess where her tribe should go. They also needed more wood, more food, and tools. The main work groups of people were still alive and thus she could send then out.

" The one people has shattered, only in death are we one" Deyas said as she spoke to her people "' Now we build just for us and for the honored dead, our tribe will grow with both the living and the dead" She continued " We must hunt, we must gather wood and wee need tool before anything, thus two groups will hunt for meat to bring food and bones, two groups will go looking for wood and one group will start making tools from the bones we have" Deyas ordered before looking around knowing others felt the thing watching them " And i will remain here for a bit to commune with whatever was watching over us, then we will make a new camp to the south"


orders:

1. 2 units of bonereapers will go hunting for meat and bones
2. 2 units bonereapers will look for fire wood.
3. 1 unit bonereapers will use 2 units of bone to make tools
4. Deyas will stay and try to commune with whatever is on the island.


movements:

bone reapers will move 2 tiles southeast and one tile south

 

[Prince Vaethorion]

River So Deep, his shamans, medicine people, the elders of the Tribes and all of his other valued kin, thanked their Goddess for delivering them to safety. Their adrenaline still pumped through their veins, as they kept their fires well lit through the night. Only as dawn approached could they truly gather up their courage again to face the new day. This latest brush with death invigorated their sense of purpose. Water is always flowing, wet to steam or to ice, the water will always take new form. Water will always seek it's level. Water will always persist. There was no time to think about what had happened, only the here and now. There was much to do. Old, young, little, big, everyone in the tribe would earn their way. The smallest children could gather small sticks, look for flint, and help learn the way of the tribe. The older still could weave, grind, prepare food. The strongest would set out to gather materials and carry the heavier loads. They would gather materials, build tools and weapons. They would find food, and what they needed to survive. A team was to prepare to set out to harvest the Mammoth carcass they left being. The Tribe would keep in communication with the other tribes that were not far or that they came into contact with. The People must stick together, presently, the priority was self preservation, but to truly survive, the Lost Tribe of the River and River So Deep believed that all tribes must work together ultimately. The tribe would be hard at work gathering materials, setting out to retrieve bone, hide, fur. They would scout the way, being very cautious, use their powers of fog if threatened to withdraw. On the route they would can their way for other useful materials and landmarks. Any passing individuals from other tribes, they would send a message from Their tribe to stay in touch and to stay united even when apart.

The first priority of the day, was to make them some tools for their daily chores and goals. Once they had some sharp rocks to use as blades and a couple of stone axes, sharpened rocks, and spears they would set out to recover the materials from the Mammoth carcass with River so Deep leading them. Oh, The practices of making tools involved some methods passed down from Old to young, generation to the next. Using large rocks to grind against, using sand, pebbles water, to use for grinding, and sharpening implements like axe heads, blades and spear tips. Another, was using fire as a tool to make other tools. Coals from the fire could be used to burn out a bowl, make a spoon, create a dugout canoe, to sharpen a wooden spear, to help with cracking rocks from the heat to make a sharpened rock for axes and blades. Using their powers of water, they set out the quench the heated implements to harden them. Fire and Water. The two were inseparable to the Tribe. Both were needed to survive.

Their coals would be kept going throughout the day from the night before by fire tenders. The Coals throughout the day would be used to make valuable tools, weapons and implements, and would later be made into the night's bonfire. One team would stay by the fire and begin making blades, and axes, so that the other teams could begin working with them immediately after they are made. Before night fall, when cooking fires were used, the evening meal would commence, the story telling, the praying. the thanking, the large fire would be ignited, work, study, training and eventually rest would continue into the night. Ceremonies with water cleansing rituals would commence Once the day was coming to an end, the pile of wood would be made into the fire for the night and their work would continue until they slept, while other took turns guarding. Some guards would be set around the perimeters in tree stops with a distinctive call and passwords to warn of danger. Guard duty was a rite of passage for all able bodies warriors of the Tribe. They could not afford to be taken off guard. A makeshift patrol was formed, this patrol would be part of their security measures which in time would involve traps, and trip wires. The materials would be gathered for all these lofty plans to be implemented, but first must come first. Last can never be first. First cannot be last....

Orders:

Early Morning. all Units would begin sharpening rocks, stones, flints, whatever was available with priority of all to make some tools for their tasks of the day once each unit had an axe, some sharpened rocks, and a sharpened spear (long stick). To make this work go faster, the coals of the fires would be used to soften the wood and to crack the rocks at extreme heat. Mammoth meat would be held over the smoke to smoke the meat.

1 Unit and Water elemental would gather wood and stone big and small along the shoreline nearby for building fire and tools. Handles for axes, poles for spears, smaller materials for fish traps. (this would be an ongoing practice that big and small could participate in). As the first tools are made, they will use their new axes to fell branches and small trees.

1 Unit would gather binding materials like water reeds, ligament, tendons from the mammoth to make rope for nets and ropes to use for making tools and weapons like bows. The first tendons and ligaments from their mammoth kill, would be used to bind the axes, the sharpened tusk fragment to spears. Later the materials would be used for all kinds of purposes. Part of the tusk would be used to weave the binding materials into ropes.

1 Unit would devote their time to processing materials throughout they day as they were brought to them. Sharpening axes, sand was used if available at the shore, and/or fine pebbles, water to help lubricate the sharpening and grinding. The end result would be axes made from stone with wood handles, attached by binding nested in a groove.

2 Units led by River So Deep would bring the first spears made, axes, sharpened stones and whatever clubs they had, that were first made available to go back to the site of the Mammoth kill to harvest hide, ligament and bone. they would travel cautiously, leave trail markers to find their way, and survey what materials were on the way back to where they hid the carcass. They will use the hide handing on polls resting on shoulders to carry more material. If it's too much for them carry in one trip they will harvest what they can to bring and hide the rest again.

late day early early evening orders: All units once settled with fires burning bright will devote to making tools and weapons with the materials gathered.

(side note: Look outs, and guards are placed in strategic areas to warn tribe of anyone approaching or impending danger. The Tribe will make fire and camp using tree canopies as cover as protection from the Bat monster, the rafts will be kept nearby with intent to flee if need be)

 

[Kent]

Strygwyr cursed and roared in anger at their losses. He eventually calmed himself down and looked at the sky. He looked at his fellow tribesmen and vowed he will protect them till death. "Blood has begun to rain in this land. I wonder who will survive in the end? Us or them?"

He then collected himself and gave out orders for the day. "Two units of tribesmen head out to get wood. One unit of tribesmen heads out to get stone. Another unit comes with me to talk with the blood looking people." The tribesmen immediately made their moves.

"Come, let's see what results from this interaction with the blood looking, people."

Orders:
1. Strygwyr and a unit of tribesmen speak with the Gelrakes
2. 1 Unit of Tribesmen goes out to gather stone.
3. 2 Unit of Tribesmen goes to the forest to gather wood and other resources they could possibly find.