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The combined might of the Tribes was.. Scatter, to say the least. In fact, you four were chosen as Leaders because your four tribes were instrumental in uniting the forces of the Tribes under.. Mostly one group. A collective made from every tribe that could be gathered, meaning a council of over 200 people leading it.. IT’s bound to have some dissent and some issues.
But that’s where the natural brutality comes in.. And where you four come in. You four have free reign to do whatever you feel would advance the goals of the Tribes in repelling the invaders.. Namely, collecting troops to aid you, heading into the field to attack raiding parties, or doing other, more covert missions to assist you. You may team up, or split up, as needed… So pick your poisons, and enjoy your fun.

As of current, you are inside the main base of operations of the Tribes at this point. A gigantic stone temple hidden behind a waterfall in the heart of the Jungle region of the Tribes land. Tribal camps are strewn about the massive halls and in the rooms that once held worshipful masses paying fealty to an old god.. But now, only cracked flagstones, faded murals, and empty halls remain. Its secluded nature allows you to conduct operations safely, while also trading any spare gold you find for new weapons.. Or perhaps secrets you could find.

While you wait for instructions from the council, as that would be the default thing you could do if nothing else came to mind, three people come up to your group. One is a middle aged, strong looking warrior with a history of battles told by the scars strewn on her body. In order to allow you to parse through a great assortment of tasks at a time, the Council has ordained that anyone wishing to seek your aid must present you a written description of the task… And you are free to punish those that fail to follow the rules.
However, your attention snaps back to the paper handed you by the warrior woman. Apparently, a pack of rare monsters is terrorizing local foraging grounds, making it difficult to gather food and supplies for the massive undertaking that is organizing this many people into a fighting force.
The second Request made by a shy little boy, seems simple on the surface, but piecing together a larger story from further questions makes it more complicated. A group of Imperial soldiers raided a village, and took most of the people there as captives. They’re most likely going to be interrogated for information.. But the biggest problem is there may not need to be an interrogation at all. A captive of the Tribal village, an old Imperial explorer, was also freed by the raiding party.. Should they get the chance to reveal any information, this headquarters may have to be moved, thereby requiring a new task of finding a new one.. And this one would be hard to replace.
The last is a simple request, one made by a hard eyed old woman. Hunt down a group of scavenging Imperials using the old woman’s home as a base, and prevent them from feeding the Imperial army.

Which task, or however many tasks you choose to take.. Is up to you.

“... And that, is our OBJECTIVE.”
The loud voice brings you all to attention, as General Rozanne Meller looks you over. You four are the captains chosen? Her expression says that she’s not really impressed…
You’re currently in the command tent, set up at the exact center of the Imperial Camp. You’re currently settled in a large plains area, perfect for preventing Tribes sneak attacks during the day. That was taken into deep consideration after a very vicious raid forced a total camp relocation, and you’re all still unsure of how the camp was set up. Your move was very recent, after all.
“It looks like you didn’t pay very much attention, did you? … Fine, I can’t blame you. You’ve been over this.. How many times? Three times? Thee time’s we’ve had to break camp to prevent Tribesmen from murdering us in our sleep? Pft. Fine.. Alright, I’ll give you a much briefer summary. You have three objectives, all of you. One.”
General Meller slams her hand down on the map, finger stabbing towards the location the camp is currently settled at.
“Aid any and all preparations in making this place a more permanent foothold in the Tribes region. Be that gathering materials, culling raids, adding to our supplies, capturing locals… The lot. We’ll need plenty of hands to help us feed and house these soldiers, Captains. Don’t fail me…. Now. Second.”
The General points towards the best estimated location of the enemy headquarters.
“Find their headquarters. Secretly, if you can, we don’t want them moving and having to do this whole damn dance over again. These tribes are vicious.. But if we cut off the ones keeping them together, then we’ll be golden. They’ll fall on each other again, and we can fight them piecemeal instead of having to deal with all of these murderous savages at once! And.. Last!”
The General points towards your personal Assistants, four up and coming Lieutenants named Anne Fische, Morgan Liege, Zana Hutch, and Kelsa Tezzen. She doesn’t seem to be referring to just these soldiers, though, as she says, “Help your subordinates! You’re strong, powerful, but you can’t fight an army alone. At least, I don’t think you can. A lot of the grunt work and fighting is going to be done by the less prestiged soldiers, and the mere fact they’re doing it with so few complaints is a testament to their willpower, and their loyalty to the Empire! Don’t make their jobs harder! If they come to you for help, hear them out, and try to do what you can while completing your other tasks. Hell, maybe you’ll find helping them is the best way to proceed!”
With a small chuckle, the General stands and moves over to the Lieutenants. With a sudden motion, she pushes them towards you, and grins happily. “Pick your poison, Captains. One each, no sharing. These girls will help maintain your personal tents, will sleep in the same tent as you, and hopefully will help keep you up to date on the state of the camp. Their first task is to escort you around this place, to make sure you know where everything is and what everything does.. And namely, where you’ll find your quarters. They’ll also show you where to find Soldiers looking for aid. You’re dismissed, soldiers. Happy hunting!”
The General goes back to studying her map as the only other people in the room look at you expectantly… But you really doubt the General is going to let you interrogate them to find out more about them! you’ll have to rely on luck to choose one that suits you.. And maybe, if you don’t get along, you can trade?...
However, if you want jobs to do, you’ll have to hurry. There’s not much time left in the day, and you’ll need to do all of this if you don’t want an earful from the General.. Again.

The woman who gave you the task of dealing with the rare monsters steps up and bows to you. She begins clarifying, and you wait and listen as she does so.
“The monsters are in a pack of.. 10, at our last count. They are a group of mixed origins, and formed together for mutual survival as far as we can tell. Some are poisonous, some are incredibly strong.. Their leader is cunning and clever, and an excellent scavenger, but lacks combat prowess. If you wanted, you could recruit some hunters from one of the Tribes camps to help you..”
She motions towards the many tents set up in the main hall here. You can see demons, tall warrior women, warrior men, hunters, archers.. Many types of people. You’d need to go and speak with them to gather soldiers to your cause, but with this many eager hands it shouldn’t be too hard to do that.

The young, excitable boy perks up as he’s questioned, and he starts speaking. “Well, We already got some other people to help! About 10 people, all fighters, who can help! We think there are 10 or 15 Imperials with the people who got taken away! P-please, can you help them?!”
It seems as though this is already well prepared. You may wish to gather more soldiers, but keep in mind that taking too many troops will leave tracks.. And those tracks will make it easier for the enemy to find your base anyways. Taking too alrge a force will invalidate the whole reason for doing this mission.

The rest of the group seems to ignore you. The old woman looks at you curiously, wondering whether you would be up to the task of dealing with a group of Imperial foragers alone..
If you don’t find anyone else to help you from the four Chosen Warriors, perhaps recruiting a force of underlings who could help you while you helped them would be best?

“Oh yes! Hold on, you girls.. And man. Something important to note.” The General stands up straight, stretching a little bit as she looks over your choices.. And grins maliciously at the Lieutenants. “Right now, you four Captains are our best shot at winning this fight with the fewest casualties and the most land gained. As such, we’ve chosen your potential assistants rather carefully… They’re all very skilled, and have potential in all types of magic. These are VERY rare and precious talents, Captains. I hope you use them well..”
The General moves over and lays a hand on two of the their shoulders, them being Kelsa and Morgan. Kelsa looks calm, but a little embarrassed, while Morgan seems to be loving the praise..
“Because of these talents, these girls are VERY flexible. Should you need a healing companion, a support, another Heavy or Light fighter, you may use them for that! Just set them up with the proper gear in the Armory tents, and then work with them on their skills. Pick things that complement your fighting style, and if you come up with something novel you should be able to pull it off. I have faith in you all. Now, dismissed! Get to know the camp, and each other!”

Before you all go, you remember that there are a few important places you should visit before heading out into the field. The Armory tents, the Mess Hall, the Medical Tents, The Training Grounds, and your Personal Tents are all on the docket for places to explore.

Your chosen Lieutenant, a sturdy and tall looking woman with scars running all over her face and arms, walks up to you and salutes. She waits until the General has dismissed you again before grinning and ruffling your hair. ”Well, hey there, short stuff. Apparently you’re a chosen captain, hunh? Heh. You’re adorable… But orders are orders, and apparently I’m under yours. Where do you want to go, Captain?”

Morgan sashays over to you, wearing a revealing outfit and putting on the coyest smile she can in front of you. You can tell she’s pitching her voice to be husky and seductive, and a part of you thinks she may be trying too hard… “Yes, Captain!... And, well, unless you want to take this somewhere private, General Meller just told you why I don’t have any equipment. My orders are to.. Escort you.” Morgan chuckles at her own innuendo, and then continues with only a touch of seriousness added to her demeanor. “If you want to get me equipped, then you’ll need to visit the Armory Tent, Captain. Well.. If you want to get equipped for battle. For other things, your Private tent might be best.”

Kelsa walks up to you and bows respectfully. She seems to have a noble air, and is even wearing a very conservative set of clothing. But said clothing is a dress.. Completely unsuited for the battlefield. “Well.. Yes, Captain. My rear is yours, as you so put it, but I would appreciate we keep that as a metaphor unless we get to know each other better. If I may request that…” She looks mildly concerned she can’t, but she soons resettles her face into a look of calm and cool thought. “I believe you would like to get my equipment sorted out, correct? If so, the Armory tent would be our best option for doing that. Otherwise, if you were hungry, we could go to the Mess Hall. Which is really just a tent..”

Anne runs up to you and salutes, giddy and happy and apparently unperturbed that you’re a male. “Lieutenant Anne Fische reporting for duty, Maa.. I m-mean, sir! Sorry sir! I’ll be your assistant from now on! Please, let me know how I can be of help! Right now, we have plenty of catching up to do to find everything in camp, so where would you like to start?”