01-08-2019, 02:26 AM
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☁ hayley was beginning to enjoy those silent moments. the filler in between the scenes of life, those moments where hope was fast asleep and no one needed anything and she could just stand in the hallway with her eyes shut, basking in the silence. leadership, as it turned out, wasn't awfully stressful, not in comparison to mothering a premature baby. hope was colicky and demanding, and truth be told she was just grateful that people seemed to like the baby enough to watch her for a few minutes while she took a break to clean or cook. funny, how mopping could feel pretty damn therapeutic.
she was enjoying one of those particular moments just then. standing in the foyer of the lodge, staring at the hissing fire, enjoying the fact that the days chores had been done and dinner was nearly finished and hope was happily napping in her crib. but those moments always came to an end, and sure enough, there were things to discuss. most people were back for dinner, but it wasn't ready to eat quite yet, which gave the perfect opportunity.
❝can everyone gather around for a meeting for a minute?❞ she called, stuffing her hands into the pockets of her jeans. as bodies began to fill in, she approached the coffee table among the sofas, a sturdy wooden thing, and hopped onto it with a swift and silent jump, turning to face everyone. ❝so, i made a few changes. make things a little simpler, more straightforward.
❝for starters, before i came here, months ago, it's to my understanding that the group lived in the village at the bottom of the mountain. most everyone has assimilated themselves here, and i'd like to make this our official base, no questions about it. we can keep everyone close by here, divide resources easily, communicate faster. visit the village at your leisure, we still have animals and crops to tend to down there, but it's more efficient to call this place home.
❝as far as ranks go, they're staying pretty general, but we're renaming them. the leader is the head; the second-in-command is the second; pretty simple. then, we've got the senate, or senators. people who've proven themselves trustworthy and invaluable, and intent on seeing to the well being of the group. below them are the representatives, for newer members, people who haven't really put down roots, or people that, be it for age or some other reason, wouldn't do well as senators. they're still to be respected, but they're not the top of the chain of command.❞
dark eyes danced about the group, never lingering too long on anyone, ensuring certain people were present but leaving no indication of who she was searching for. ❝i'm also switching around the titles. they're pretty self explanatory, like i said, i'm not here for flowery, aesthetically pleasing names, i just want efficiency. soldiers are people who've proven themselves good fighters; teachers are people who have knowledge to pass on; loyalists are people who've proven themselves loyal to the group; caretaker's spend a lot of time with the animals of the group; doctors are people who know how to heal. we've also got traders, trader with a d, who are people who go to other groups to exchange resources a lot. and then there's ambassadors, who are a part of the ambassador program, which i'll explain in a moment.❞
she ended the monologue with a long exhale, having been holding in extra air for the extra words. arms crossing in front of her, she glanced around the room, ensuring everyone had gotten a grasp on the things she'd said. ❝any questions before i continue?❞
[ tldr:
- the group is officially living in the lodge.
- the ranks have been changed, more about them can be read in the guide.
- the titles have also been changed, more about them can be read in the guide. ]
☁ hayley was beginning to enjoy those silent moments. the filler in between the scenes of life, those moments where hope was fast asleep and no one needed anything and she could just stand in the hallway with her eyes shut, basking in the silence. leadership, as it turned out, wasn't awfully stressful, not in comparison to mothering a premature baby. hope was colicky and demanding, and truth be told she was just grateful that people seemed to like the baby enough to watch her for a few minutes while she took a break to clean or cook. funny, how mopping could feel pretty damn therapeutic.
she was enjoying one of those particular moments just then. standing in the foyer of the lodge, staring at the hissing fire, enjoying the fact that the days chores had been done and dinner was nearly finished and hope was happily napping in her crib. but those moments always came to an end, and sure enough, there were things to discuss. most people were back for dinner, but it wasn't ready to eat quite yet, which gave the perfect opportunity.
❝can everyone gather around for a meeting for a minute?❞ she called, stuffing her hands into the pockets of her jeans. as bodies began to fill in, she approached the coffee table among the sofas, a sturdy wooden thing, and hopped onto it with a swift and silent jump, turning to face everyone. ❝so, i made a few changes. make things a little simpler, more straightforward.
❝for starters, before i came here, months ago, it's to my understanding that the group lived in the village at the bottom of the mountain. most everyone has assimilated themselves here, and i'd like to make this our official base, no questions about it. we can keep everyone close by here, divide resources easily, communicate faster. visit the village at your leisure, we still have animals and crops to tend to down there, but it's more efficient to call this place home.
❝as far as ranks go, they're staying pretty general, but we're renaming them. the leader is the head; the second-in-command is the second; pretty simple. then, we've got the senate, or senators. people who've proven themselves trustworthy and invaluable, and intent on seeing to the well being of the group. below them are the representatives, for newer members, people who haven't really put down roots, or people that, be it for age or some other reason, wouldn't do well as senators. they're still to be respected, but they're not the top of the chain of command.❞
dark eyes danced about the group, never lingering too long on anyone, ensuring certain people were present but leaving no indication of who she was searching for. ❝i'm also switching around the titles. they're pretty self explanatory, like i said, i'm not here for flowery, aesthetically pleasing names, i just want efficiency. soldiers are people who've proven themselves good fighters; teachers are people who have knowledge to pass on; loyalists are people who've proven themselves loyal to the group; caretaker's spend a lot of time with the animals of the group; doctors are people who know how to heal. we've also got traders, trader with a d, who are people who go to other groups to exchange resources a lot. and then there's ambassadors, who are a part of the ambassador program, which i'll explain in a moment.❞
she ended the monologue with a long exhale, having been holding in extra air for the extra words. arms crossing in front of her, she glanced around the room, ensuring everyone had gotten a grasp on the things she'd said. ❝any questions before i continue?❞
[ tldr:
- the group is officially living in the lodge.
- the ranks have been changed, more about them can be read in the guide.
- the titles have also been changed, more about them can be read in the guide. ]
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