Necessities and such | WEEKLY TASKS

[Kydobi]

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Better to be hurt by the truth than comforted by a lie -
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He decided he'd try out his new position today. Assign tasks... You know. That.

Kydobi was hoping to assign less... aggressive tasks to members. No murder. Kidnapping. Raids. Nothing of that nature.

The Pitt was going to go to war, yes he wanted to leave before that, but they did not need to risk their warriors in foolish attempts to attain prisoners. And even lives...

"Pittians!", his voiced boomed from the rock he sat on, "Come receive your task!"

[sub][W]isker[/sub]

[gael]

♛

Honesty speaking, the Irishman possessed small care in regards to the nature of his task.  Gael hardly fit the bill of overly violent -- although he knew he was vindictive -- or overly peaceful.  Morally gray, he supposed and a neutral rock amidst his surroundings.  He did however, feel inclined to know the nature of his clanmates, happening to include Kydobi.  He found the jaguar intriguing to say the least but not unwelcome in nature for the vulpine was attempting to raise a young fox with a similar stand point as him.  No need for her to feel pushed to absolute violence and anger when those became terribly unhealthy over too long a course of time.

As the black and red fox approached, he knew to suspect useful but less violent oriented tasks.  Perfect for he who only wanted to put his paws to something actually productive.  Gael offered the large feline a nod in request, hazel optics focused and curious.

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"ISN'T IT LOVELY?" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / pittian / lamby

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[Kydobi]

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Better to be hurt by the truth than comforted by a lie -
♕tags-powers♕

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The first to come, to his pleasure and relief, was Gael. Having witnessed Aine's gifts... he knew just what to assign the vulpine.

"Hello Gael, for you... Take Aine, if she wishes, and organize, restock, and swap out the herbs. Lord knows these brutes will need it with their brash behavior."


He flicked his tail and looked at them, wondering where his daughter was just now.

[sub][W]isker[/sub]

[aine.]

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AINE NÍ BROIN
THE PITT
FAERIE DRUID
INFORMATION

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The petite vixen was just popping up behind her father when the jaguar issued the task.  Her hazel hues lit up immediately, paws kneading into the ground with pent up energy.  She knew most, if not any tasks handed to her specifically might be kept somewhat close to home.  No expeditions or important patrols.

Maintaining the herb stock however, fit perfectly into what was now a routine for her; tending her garden.  While half of her proud work grew flowers for the sole purpose of being pretty and attracting butterflies, the other half she dedicated to growing healing herbs.

"Yes, I'd like to," the child offered up, granting both her father and Kydobi a shy smile.  "We can check on my garden, da."

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© MADI

[fulzanin]

we'll see the sun come up again, we'll climb higher than we've been

No, he didn't know what a weekly task was. The dragon had been seeming to grow in his comprehension of speech, even if it externally never showed externally. At most, he grasped the over all concept, and not the actual full wording of the sentences. Progress was progress, even if he never seemed to show it. He came trotting over, the buzzing of his wings announcing his arrival as they always did. His tail was dragging on the ground behind him as he came closer. Astiar rumbled, curious. There was a tilt of his head, a non-verbal yet inquisitive motion.

TAGS 9/4/19:

GENERAL.
✧ Astiar | Asti, Ast
✧ physically medium, mentally easy | 7/30
✧ male | he/him
✧ the pitt | pittian

APPEARANCE.
✧ dragon (ref.) | health: 100% | cicada
— a nine foot seven inches tall cicada themed dragon. He has four antennae growing on his head from orange growths on his head. Two grow in front of his twisted horns, and two from behind. Dewclaws point backwards from the body-facing side of all six feet. He has mandibles on either side of his mouth that come from his upper jaw. The top of his upper jaw lays a hardened segment of scales, dotted with yellow dots. These extend as deep green freckles onto the face. A long stinger rests at the end of his lanky, segmented tail. His body has the segmented build of an insect, consisting of a deep orange head, brown body and abdomen, and black spine. His underbelly is a pale navy, with splotches of yellow showing the separation of the sections. His wings are tinted blue, but are translucent. The membrane for them is a bright, vibrant orange. Each wing has one claw at it's second bone, pointing down the rest of the wing's length from the body. His front paws have five fingers, while the rest of his limbs have only three toes. His red eyes are near unblinking, and are built like that of an insect. A series of jagged spikes rise from his black back, and run down his head to his neck.
— tongue and blood is yellow
— no current injuries

COMMUNICAION.
✧ Soft Buzzing
— Ambient noise. Pleased. Feels like making noise. Stretching. Curious.
✧ Loud Buzzing
— Angry. Infuriated. Sizing up. Stop. About to strike. Flying.
— IF ALONE: 'Come here'. 'Come closer'. 'Help'. 'Need assistance'. Lonely
✧ Mandible Clicking
— Ambient noise. Hungry. Curious. Nervous.
✧ Hissing
— Angry. Irritated. About to strike. Stop. 'Stay away'. 'I'm uncomfortable'. Testing vocal cords.
✧ Chattering
— Ambient noise. Mimicking speech. Pleasant.
✧ Grumbling
— Irritated. Annoyed. Being pessimistic. Bothered.
✧ Roaring
Angered. Infuriated. Enraged. Sizing up. Stop. About to strike.
✧ Rumbling
— Curious. Intrigued. Friendly. 'Come closer'. Pleased. Happy.

PERSONALITY.
✧ Curious, inquisitive, devoted, loyal, open-minded
✧ neutral sided, easily impressed, impressionable
✧ clueless, over-obedient, takes commands without hesitation


RELATIONSHIPS.
✧ adok x yitz
✧ clipyer
✧ demiromantic bisexual | single
✧ friends
— will add

INTERACTIONS.
✧ physically medium | mentally easy | no powers | no weapons | claws, teeth, talons
✧ will start/end fights on command, easy provoke | will kill
✧ very limited fighting knowledge
✧ allowed to powerplay peaceful actions | attack in bolded #B21925 | mention [member=7712]Astiar[/member] when attacking

MISC.
— mostly feral
— speaks a wordless bug language
— worker drone
✧ Obeys without question

we've got a fire that burns within, we are the dragon hearted

[teef]

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[color=#7E354D]BAI SHI
" do you want to burn in hell with me? "

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after that conversation between them, bai wasn't all too sure about the choice to come stand before him and wait for him to assign a task. their head turned to take in all of the scents of those there, figuring out who was around.

Their presence should be enough to say that they wanted a task. Yet they would speak, "I'll take a task."

[Kydobi]

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Better to be hurt by the truth than comforted by a lie -
♕tags-powers♕

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The dragon had been learning, Kydobi had yet to learn their name so he began to call them, "Bug".

Not out of spite, simply for necessity. Perhaps if a clairvoyant or empath was around... Kydobi could communicate. But they showed up buzzing and clicking mandibles. Certainly they wanted a task? There was something behind those emotionless eyes.

"For you Bug... break trees, make spikes. I want a spiked border, for defense...", something was bound to come and Kydobi didn't want a open desert with nothing.

He looked at Bai Shi, heart skipping a beat before he cleared his throat, [b]"Help Bug make the spikes... Don't go near wherever the fabled heads are. Put them at our weakest points."

[sub][W]isker[/sub]