| HALERIR’ELAME | Those Pledged to the Forest

[WestCarolina 1784]

       

 

 

 

 

 

 

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There is chaos and distraught in the darkness of the forest. We, the Mali’ame of Almaris, have fallen complacent and stagnant to the belief that no danger can touch us. Long had the children of the forest dared to venture into the dangerous oaken-lands that encompass the Vale. It was in the perfection of their knowledge over the creatures and ghouls that those who still held to the ways of old dragged the dark into the light. There is power derived directly from intellect, and strength in numbers. While the Vale is a safe-haven, the forests and the rest of the realm are not. The Mali’ame and other populace of the Vale must reclaim their roads.

 

The creatures of Almaris have scarred the realm and clawed at our settlement for too long. We find minions of the voidal realm in caverns and ditches, scheming and plotting to send an attack to the heart of unsuspecting victims. There are courageous and determined folk among us, and those warriors must mobilise themselves to procure proper safety and to bring these harbingers of death together for execution.

 

 

 

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VALESEER –

 

The Valeseer is the leader of those Pledged to the Forest, guiding the efforts of the Order.

 

WILD CHIEF –

 

The Wild Chief are three exclusive positions, selected in accordance with the Valeseer. This triumvirate is expected to heed the Valeseer and Matriarch’s  instructions, and aid with the direct organization of the Order. In accordance with the Valeseer, the Wild Chiefs are responsible for training those enlisted Gladeguards and Greenblades, commanding in combat and strategizing. 

 

GLADEGUARD – 

 

The Gladeguard are the most trusted warriors of the guard force, subordinate to the Wild Chiefs, and who seek to make the defense of their kin a profession beyond the village. The Gladeguard are tasked with organized practice and training, expected to attend investigations or any other threats to the Vale.
 

STAGHELM –
 

For those interested in pursuing a more militaristic role with responsibilities that aid the Wild Chiefs and Gladeguards, Staghelms allow for individuals to become apprentices and students, as well as guides in trainings, and organized patrols of the glade.
 

GREENBLADE –

 

All who are citizens of the Vale of Nevaehlen are considered a Greenblade of the Order, formerly known as the Rangers. They are expected to fight should a threat present itself, and to ensure the constant safety of the Vale by manning its gate and walls at all times.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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[] Gladeguards are responsible for the defense of the forest, against invaders of high-threat, at all costs.

 

[] Gladeguards are responsible for the quotidian safety of all citizens of The Vale.

 

[] Gladeguards must abide and uphold the laws of Nevaehlen, ensuring that citizens do not breach these.

 

[] Gladeguards are expected to provide the populace of Nevaehlen with armour and weapons, in case of War.

 

[] Gladeguards are required to cooperate with fellow kin, and violence against another is punishable.

 

[] Gladeguards are expected to heed to the instructions of the Matriarchs, Valeseer & Triumvirate.

 

[] The knowledge of those Pledged to the Forest is not to be shared outside of the Order.

 

[] Instruction is not a right, but rather a privilege given to those deemed worthy.

 

 

 

 

 

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Contact Tali'mordu (Dno#0001)

Eonan (ThumperJack#1536)

Thordir Aureon (Soul#9694)
Lle'sil (Nikophos#0864)

 for enquiries.

 

Spoiler

Thanks to @Sykogenic for the inspiration and writing credits to @ImCookiie.

Also thank you to several friends for their input & advice, @con68, @SoulReapingWolf, @stickdruid, @Brandles

[SoulReapingWolf 2281]

[!] Thordir would smile proudly as he got to work sharpening spears and organizing patrols. He would shift his gaze towards the barracks and smile proudly at the ever-growing military. He'd stand up and shout "The wilds know no honor. AME AME AME"

[Chronics 482]

[!] Velyras would smile at the site of the barracks staring at it for a few brief moments before continuing with his cooking "This will do nicely"

[SwampRump 171]

Deep within the Northern Tundra Arevthor cracks a light smile upon hearing the news.  "It's about time our cousins further south organized their military.  I must say, I'm quite excited to see what they have to show the rest of Almaris." At that Arevthor meanders on with the rest of his day, making a note to visit sometime in the future.

[Royal Peasant 462]

A odd sight, among all those that heard what needed to be heard sat within his cold, underground cavern. Idly chipping away the vision of a blooming icy flower from a piece of frozen material while being surrounded by books, tomes, and idle sketches. Pulling away from his work for a moment he glanced up to the roof of his den and let out a deep, rolling hum flow from his lips. "From rangers. To greenblades...I wonder what other changes will befall vale that I have yet to see?" He mused aloud, his eyes turning back to the icy crystal as he turned it with his finger. The light catching within for a dazzling array of colours, just like the possibilities within the future.