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I would actually like to seek council with the Gearalti, to the north, to see if they would like to trade.
I thought it was duct tape
Well, nobody's expressed the opinion that we should just set fire to the couple or something, so I guess that's a good thing.


Would you have set them on fire if you were chief?
I like everyone's opinions thus far.
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Tracy has pinky sworn to build the shrine to Tadigam. All hail Tracy! All hail the new chief!


What needs to happen in the clan right now

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Pinky swear.


Now your asking for too much, sir
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Nope.


I'll build a shrine to Tadigam
Domagoj will side with the chief in the matter of the couple, and ... probably reserve his magic point for later allocation, unless there is's a clear need/deficiency in the clan magic or it becomes to unbalanced, though it looks like that won't be an issue. He would like to put his point into Invention this season, though children, health, and herds are also sound choices in his mind.


It's always good to save magic, not saying that spending it wouldn't be wise either, next year I'll save both my points and let you guys distribute in what you feel is necessary, probably.

I got someone to agree with Serhiem, am I king yet?
Ishar the Bard




Ishar listened to everyone at once, finding slight solace that he was among people that got along, seemingly, well. It was all very, very satisfying and he couldn't help but keep a slight smile on his face. Casually, he began strumming the lute that he had brought with him, hoping to aid in a bit of a calming tone for everyone. He did not plan to speak, just to play for everyone and hope they would continue on their merry way. Absolutely fantastic.

The bard loved to listen in on the various conversations, he loved the little speech that the inventor had done, everything. The sand was shifting as he walked over it, the desert opening up fully as they got further and further from the city. Ishar let out a sigh, not a sad one, but a happy one. His mood was too good to be truely saddened by anyone right now, unless they broke his flute. Though, no one wanted to fight among one another and he knew that one well.

His fingers continued to strum the lute, enchanting the air with the luxurious sound of calming music. Ishar did not wish to spoil the mood either, so he made no pause to the sounds he was making. Finding himself being slightly taken away in it as he looked around at the scenery. There was nothing but sand, however, it was the sand that everyone had known for their lives. With another happy with he went back to playing his music.
Serhiem has said what he needed to for now, he added in his suggestion, but will wait to see what the others say.
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