Biography
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The Wemudia Kingdom is what she calls her empire. Most simply coming to create the slang you probably know; The Angels. Rescuing the lost or forgotten; the starved and the damned. Every day of her life given up to a world of decadence that screams for her and her peers' names. If you'd enjoy joining such a hush hush group, those that stalk by night with seething eyes and metaphorical wings, you must catch one off guard. Like a bird, you must capture them. And only then will they give up their wings to a new soul and being.
Don't waste it.
RANKS
EMPEROR;
basic ruler of the people and military. Oversees that everything is going according to plan and running smoothly. King, Queen, Leader.
SEER;
first council member and technical beta. Practical controller of the people, however, remains powerless with the army. Secondary, Beta.
HIGH SAINT;
shaman and secondary council member. When the Seer appears absent, the High Saint must relax the people in rough times and harmony. They're to report to the Emperor after news of a new joiner, or in times of disheartening thought or dream.
CLINICUS;
also known as medics. They work just under the High Saint. Most are skilled in healing herbs, roots, wildlife, and botany. They heal the sick and wounded; one being required upon every hunt and trip outside of the camp/s.
HASTILIARIUS;
also known as battle trainers/ instructors. Most are deeply talented or knowledgeable about battle and war. Most of those that wish to join the military must arrange lessons on the weekly with a certified Hastiliarius. They're very respected warriors.
BUCINATORS;
practically, scouts. Nicknamed "Calling Boys" since mostly only those too scrawny that couldn't get into the military, but didn't want to idle, wind up with this title. They run errands, scout the area often for predators or large prey, find others, et cetra. They're runners for the bigger beings.
VENATORS;
your typical fighter out on the field. They have completed regular training, however, have yet to show full potential of their bodily strength. They're nearly like a pedestrian; just with a shiny new title.
DAMES;
typically the best-looking or those with the most desired of traits. these are the desired mates for mating season. Granted, they can also be mothers or fathers that have just birthed and require a period of maternal leave from their duties to care for their pups. But, typically they remain with their pedestrian or other titles.
PEDESTRIANS;
the common people. They make the numbers. Hunt, create, dance, sing, rejoice in their lives and offspring; you name it; it don't matter. They don't have to worry about food nor survival; the military does that. They simply reproduce, relax, and keep the grounds colorful and bright.
TIRONIS;
young boys and girls whom have yet to hit any status at all. Most boys will be drafted into the military by the wishes of their parents. However, they will first go through intensive first exercises to make sure their small bodies can indeed take the plunge into war and battle. Hopefully none of which end up as Bucinators.
GULL CALLERS;
Surviving off the rat droppings and livers, they often chase the birds that clog up the prey pit, or scrub the dens or the elderly that can't do that no more. They're the omega; the lowly. And while not many receive the rank, it's mostly for the untrustworthy folk, or the traitor whilst a real punishment is being created.
Breeding Info
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| Personality
1. if there's a rank you may want your character to have, just pm me it and a reason why ya think they'd be good at that, and i'll probs make it happen. <3 smooches.
2. authority varies from character to character. just because you have a rank, doesn't mean that character will suddenly be feared. a pedestrian could have more trust over the people rather than a seer. and visa verse.
.. emperor; jacquiline #123031
.. seer; n/a
.. high saint; n/a
.. clinicus; n/a
.. hastiliarius; n/a
.. bucinators; n/a
.. venators; n/a
.. dames; n/a
.. pedestrians; n/a
.. tironis; n/a
.. gull callers; n/a
any literacy, really. but, preferably 7+ sentences. <3 be creative with your characters. i'm never going to "reject" someone more than i am going to interact with them. we can always make a story with a rejected wolf.
feel free to pm me if ya either wanna join, or, if ya think there's something i should add/ take away and stuff !! this will always be meeting in scene one until it gets larger and we move to scene two, or forums.
Preferences
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TRADITIONS & BLEH
!! -- all young six months and older are to join the military in some form unless if given permission by the parents to either start sooner, or not at all. if desired not at all, the youth will instead become a pedestrian of the sort.
!! -- hunting will mostly only happen at night. any that are hurt are at the mercy of the hunting conductor.
!! -- all new comers must face a week ( or six sun-rises ) of mental questioning. this includes a round of therapy, dream scaping, and personality arranging. If you are deemed too harsh or untrustworthy, you will be accepted carefully.
!! -- upon a full moon, all is able to indulge themselves on the food collected over the month that has yet to spoil. It will be a time of feast, celebration, and chatter. No hunts are supposed to conduct after noon.
!! -- mates require permission from either the seer, high saint, or emperor in order to reproduce. lacking approval translates to punishment for not only the pair, but the pups once born.
!! -- a being may only have one pair of wings. by inviting another you here by declare you take responsibility for said being, even at the cost of one of your two wings. once your two are up, you are claimed disposable.
!! -- the first two months of life, female and male offspring must be separated. The males, nurtured by their fathers and females cared for by the mothers.
!! -- in the case that the seer goes absent via death or disappearance, a brawl between all those interested will be held. Sparring will last for four days and the victor ( in some cases, second to ) can claim the title. Sparring does not mean death.
!! -- those w/ mental or physical disabilities shall be catered to one way or another as the High Saint sees fit. May it be death, with the Emperor's approval, or specific treatment.
Special Skills
!! - flowers are shown as respect. Each having it's own meaning. Roses being of love and romance, daisies of friendly game
By bringing another a flower, you are saying you appreciate them in some way. If they place it on their body, it means they accept your gesture.
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Poor dog, poor dog; is where the hollow mind went. Having to rule a thousand men before a thank you passed her way. Poor dog, poor dog.
Her subjects would pluck flowers from the wild beds of foliage just for her. Daisies and roses, dandelions galore. Expecting her to decorate her coat of a pelt just for them, and only them. She may as well been titled a monstrosity.
Jacquiline obtained long legs; tall in an awkward way. Like how a giraffe was offered height via the neck, she was the haunches and forelimbs. Her teeth would grind down at each other by now. Ordered not to leave den and doing exactly as such. She'd been badly wounded maybe a fortnight ago. A tooth to the neck that left a few holes so gaping, they nearly flapped like gills as she breathed.
However, she'd receive no sympathy.
The she would eventually flop herself down beside something short of a creek. A water source was just what she needed; be it an ocean or a puddle. Jacqui shivered momentarily, feeling the beginning remnants of ice and such collecting on the grass. Chilling her rump and tail and being as a whole. She'd bend down and extend her neck outward in an attempt to lap up what she could. Only downing four or so spoonfuls before a burning sensation filled her being, and she sniffled a few cries of agony.
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