04-09-2022, 06:05 PM
They had a lot of people joining but nothing happening other than that. He had noticed it and he figured he should at least start upping the whole concept of what it meant to be a Typhooner. Though he personally didn't much care about their traditions it was something that needed to be upheld to give them a name. A reason. Plus with Morrison being sick as a dog (no pun intended) something needed to be done. The watery creature stepped away from the temple in what seemed like days. Making his way toward the small town that they had. It was something he knew he had to do eventually, finding himself a home, but for now he was comfortable with being the creature that was hard to find. Lifting his head up he called out to the surrounding town. "Meet me in the Tavern, Typhoon. We have some things to discuss." With a turn of his liquid paws he ventured forth into the space he had helped to clean up not that long ago.
Once he was settled he turned to look at the gathering animals that were here. Taking his time to wait as more trickled in. Lifting a paw he sighed lightly before flexing his white claws as alabaster eyes narrowed. Perhaps he was impatient at the lack of authority he himself had. He had never been this way before when he was a Glader. When he was Sorbet. But it seemed he had changed. "Alright, first off if you don't know me I'm Ciabhan. Secondly we are going to start a clean slate with the divisions. There are three of them and they go as followed. Nerco Mambas, dealing with the healing, study of plants and animals to understand how to properly heal everyone. Grim Rays, focused on military aspects. Defense and offensive strategy as well as secret shit. And the last are the Blackjack Rats. Communal, they come up with fun events that everyone can participate and deal with. Even invite the allies every now and then though with how things are I doubt we have many." For him alliances just seemed like too much trouble.
Still that was a lot to talk about and he took a moment to gaze around. He was curious on what would be picked and who would go where. "You are allowed to be in more than one. That is fine. I personally will be a Mamba and a Ray. So break off into groups of the division you wish to be in and we can go from there."
Once he was settled he turned to look at the gathering animals that were here. Taking his time to wait as more trickled in. Lifting a paw he sighed lightly before flexing his white claws as alabaster eyes narrowed. Perhaps he was impatient at the lack of authority he himself had. He had never been this way before when he was a Glader. When he was Sorbet. But it seemed he had changed. "Alright, first off if you don't know me I'm Ciabhan. Secondly we are going to start a clean slate with the divisions. There are three of them and they go as followed. Nerco Mambas, dealing with the healing, study of plants and animals to understand how to properly heal everyone. Grim Rays, focused on military aspects. Defense and offensive strategy as well as secret shit. And the last are the Blackjack Rats. Communal, they come up with fun events that everyone can participate and deal with. Even invite the allies every now and then though with how things are I doubt we have many." For him alliances just seemed like too much trouble.
Still that was a lot to talk about and he took a moment to gaze around. He was curious on what would be picked and who would go where. "You are allowed to be in more than one. That is fine. I personally will be a Mamba and a Ray. So break off into groups of the division you wish to be in and we can go from there."
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I'M ALIVE, BUT I'M DEAD. HEAR MY VOICE INSIDE YOUR HEAD
WATCH IT FILL YOU UP WITH DREAD TILL YOU GO POW
( ♛ ) - ————————————— -「 sojourn malus. & cotc. & lion. & psychotic. 」
( ♛ ) - ————————————— -「 sojourn malus. & cotc. & lion. & psychotic. 」
