[center][h1][b][u]Kalmar's Chosen[/u][/b][/h1][/center]

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The 'Chosen' were already settling into their new home.

In truth, Valys wasn't particularly fond of the name. Yet the majority seemed content with it, and so it stood. Anyway, work was proceeding quickly under her leadership. The local area was scouted, so that they knew where water and forage could be found. Hunting parties were dispatched regularly, and so far had good fortune. There was no shortage of resources just yet.

The troubling part was the disputes.

Now that they were no longer constantly moving, the Vallamir could now get used to their surroundings, and therefore found more to complain about. And these complaints frequently resulted in the pettiest of quarrels. Someone was accused of eating more than their fair share of food. Two hunters felled the same animal at roughly the same time. A few complained about being given too much work. One Valla was having relations with another's lover. Nobody wanted to dig a latrine pit, and so there was usually resistance whenever she tried to assign someone.

And most turned to Valys to resolve these issues. She was expected to make compromises or take sides. But as trusted as Valys was, she was not Kalmar: they were loyal to her, but their loyalty was not unconditional, so even after she made her judgement, some still objected. It was frustrating. By all rights, the conflicting parties should have been able to resolve it amidst themselves. Yet when she had tried that, no resolutions came, and conflict only continued to fester. They had been given a common cause - to guard a holy site built by the god that created them - and yet they were still so divided. This would not do.

So instead of a completely hands-off or hands-on approach, she opted for a middle ground. Minor problems were dismissed, while severe problems fell to her to resolve. No, not just her. Taking sole responsibility for every decision was maddening. And so she found people who showed an aptitude for leadership or fair judgement, and delegated. There was a black-haired and bronze-eyed man by the name of Karlyn, who became her second-in-command. A blonde-haired woman by the name of Myla was tasked with overseeing security - watching the gate, patrolling the surrounding woods, and intervening should any disputes escalate into open conflict. A redheaded man by the name of Ewen was tasked with leading hunting and scouting parties, and it was he the hunters answered to when they went beyond the walls. And a brown-haired woman named Lena helped Valys decide upon and keep track of assignments.

And all of these leaders began to propose ideas of their own. Myla regularly trained her dedicated security force, ensuring that they possessed an aptitude for both the sling and the spear. Ewen drew crude dirt maps on the ground, planning out routes in advance, and sending out his hunters in shifts. Karlyn suggested they build crude shelters from sticks, branches, and leaves, so that they wouldn't all have to crowd in the temple - the courtyard had plenty of space, he argued, and their population would only grow over time, so why not prepare? And it was Lena who helped Valys decide which workers could be diverted to that task.

As the weeks went on, they began to feel less like a disorganized tribe, and more like a cohesive and efficient force. Everyone in the Order knew that they had Valys to thank for it, and the leaders she appointed.

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[hider=Post Summary]
Valys tries to settle into her role as leader, but there is unrest in the temple, and she soon realizes that she can't do everything on her own. She finds qualified individuals and begins to delegate or make up jobs, and we are introduced to new characters with their own skills and responsibilities. With their help, things begin to proceed a lot more smoothly.
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[b]Beginning Prestige:[/b] 2
+1 for minor role.
+1 for major role.
[b]Ending Prestige:[/b] 4
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