09-01-2022, 12:00 AM
Olalla G. Semenov
Male— Ardent— The Pitt— Bio.— Plot
Olalla marched forward, his face strained, approaching the elevated bed of now mossy, soft wooden boards. Today marked the start of the lengthy month of the September Harvest, and he knew that the coops would lose many birds and eggs to Nile sacrifices when they could be used for something - anything - better. Olalla huffed as he sat on his haunches, trying to come up with anything to say, his mind drawing blanks on a page of non-optional lines that needed to be filled.
You've finally done it, you old bastard.
The beast growled to himself before lifting his head to bellow his beckoning; an announcement was required, and judging by the faster appearances, the residents of The Pitt were aware of this as well. This time Vale's name would be mentioned- one. Last. Time. His gaze floated around the faces of The Pitt, pausing on Kold and Boy for a moment before continuing on with a small huff. Perhaps with this September Harvest, Olalla would give water to the plants that needed it most. Needed him most.
"As you know," he hesitated, nervously licking his black lips. " Today marks the first day of the September harvest. It's my first Harvest as Ardent, and I'm honored to be a part of it. "Olalla regarded Chernabog which appeared like an elegantly volatile sore thumb. "There have been reports of a massive white buffalo wandering the meadows west of here. Chernabog, I'm entrusting you with the Bull's preparations since Bai Shi will be busy and Renlys is... " the beast trailed off but expected Cherna to understand his mutterings. "With the exception of Renlys, you're the only one with powerful wings capable of carrying that weight. Aegon and NightofNoStars will follow you. Bai Shi, you will be in charge of collecting food for the Harvest, such as fish, boar or pig, clams, berries, whatever you think is best. You may take anyone to help." He nodded before looking toward the other face. "Ramona, I'm entrusting you with decorations. Flowers, or painted ornaments and what not. I'll be available to help with whatever is needed."
Olalla shifted a bit, shaking flies off of his face. "Last month Blackjack offered to lead the construction of the aviary, and he's been workin' steady ever since. Blackjack is allowed to request anyone to help with construction, including myself. I don't want to hear any bullshit from anyone about "oh but its so hot," or "I don't want to," if Blackjack asks, just do it." The beast huffed, flicking an ear. "The sooner we get it done, the sooner we don't have to worry about it and the sooner we don't have to worry about it, the sooner we can work on getting clean, drinkable water into this town."
"Aside from that," he grumbled as his gaze shifted back over to the general crowd. "Im glad to announce that the bird coops are finished, and we will move on to the cow pins, and with it - cows." Olalla shifted his weight again, grumbling to himself as he shook away the flies that attacked his face. "We will be expanding east, so once Chernabog and her team get back with this white buffalo and the sacrifice is made, Damion will lead an exploration patrol out there followed by Beezle, LivingDead and ImperialHymms. Anything out there is free game, if you need to raid then raid, if you need to kill then kill. But all supplies are to be brought back with you along with a map of the area, understood?"
The beast nodded his head toward the lot. "Kold, with the influx of newcomers, I'd like you and a small team to start construction of a Welcome Center that doubles as a Homeless Shelter. You may leave Boy with whomever you see fit when you are working, but I don't want to see him out there overexerting himself." Olalla snorted. "Not in this heat." It felt odd to him to say this, but live would go on. "Mr. Snuggles, I will need you to travel to Tanglewood and request various seeds. Jormungand and I will be building garden beds upon your return."
Olalla furrowed his brows, growling as he stood up. "Vale Aston is hereby exiled from The Pitt! If you catch wind of them or if you see them on the territory, inform me or one of the Councilmen and we will handle the situation as we see fit. If you think this is unjust, you may make a complaint and drop it off there-" The beast motioned out toward the dunes of nothingness.
You've finally done it, you old bastard.
The beast growled to himself before lifting his head to bellow his beckoning; an announcement was required, and judging by the faster appearances, the residents of The Pitt were aware of this as well. This time Vale's name would be mentioned- one. Last. Time. His gaze floated around the faces of The Pitt, pausing on Kold and Boy for a moment before continuing on with a small huff. Perhaps with this September Harvest, Olalla would give water to the plants that needed it most. Needed him most.
"As you know," he hesitated, nervously licking his black lips. " Today marks the first day of the September harvest. It's my first Harvest as Ardent, and I'm honored to be a part of it. "Olalla regarded Chernabog which appeared like an elegantly volatile sore thumb. "There have been reports of a massive white buffalo wandering the meadows west of here. Chernabog, I'm entrusting you with the Bull's preparations since Bai Shi will be busy and Renlys is... " the beast trailed off but expected Cherna to understand his mutterings. "With the exception of Renlys, you're the only one with powerful wings capable of carrying that weight. Aegon and NightofNoStars will follow you. Bai Shi, you will be in charge of collecting food for the Harvest, such as fish, boar or pig, clams, berries, whatever you think is best. You may take anyone to help." He nodded before looking toward the other face. "Ramona, I'm entrusting you with decorations. Flowers, or painted ornaments and what not. I'll be available to help with whatever is needed."
Olalla shifted a bit, shaking flies off of his face. "Last month Blackjack offered to lead the construction of the aviary, and he's been workin' steady ever since. Blackjack is allowed to request anyone to help with construction, including myself. I don't want to hear any bullshit from anyone about "oh but its so hot," or "I don't want to," if Blackjack asks, just do it." The beast huffed, flicking an ear. "The sooner we get it done, the sooner we don't have to worry about it and the sooner we don't have to worry about it, the sooner we can work on getting clean, drinkable water into this town."
"Aside from that," he grumbled as his gaze shifted back over to the general crowd. "Im glad to announce that the bird coops are finished, and we will move on to the cow pins, and with it - cows." Olalla shifted his weight again, grumbling to himself as he shook away the flies that attacked his face. "We will be expanding east, so once Chernabog and her team get back with this white buffalo and the sacrifice is made, Damion will lead an exploration patrol out there followed by Beezle, LivingDead and ImperialHymms. Anything out there is free game, if you need to raid then raid, if you need to kill then kill. But all supplies are to be brought back with you along with a map of the area, understood?"
The beast nodded his head toward the lot. "Kold, with the influx of newcomers, I'd like you and a small team to start construction of a Welcome Center that doubles as a Homeless Shelter. You may leave Boy with whomever you see fit when you are working, but I don't want to see him out there overexerting himself." Olalla snorted. "Not in this heat." It felt odd to him to say this, but live would go on. "Mr. Snuggles, I will need you to travel to Tanglewood and request various seeds. Jormungand and I will be building garden beds upon your return."
Olalla furrowed his brows, growling as he stood up. "Vale Aston is hereby exiled from The Pitt! If you catch wind of them or if you see them on the territory, inform me or one of the Councilmen and we will handle the situation as we see fit. If you think this is unjust, you may make a complaint and drop it off there-" The beast motioned out toward the dunes of nothingness.
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I demand only this...that you join with me in building a new Rome, a Rome that offers justice, peace and land to all its citizens, not just the privileged few. Support me in this task, and old divisions will be forgotten. Oppose me, and Rome will not forgive you a second time!
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