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[Aseaheru]

+1 to all but using the silk.

Well, if we switch Haru with Plisk then they should trade weapons at the same time.

And tell the Beard to choose what horse he wants to use.

I blame spelling errors on cats.

[Parsely]

Day One - Hours Left [7/12]
You could probably make a small pavilion for the guards standing outside using the silk you recovered. You give Haru and Plisk permission to drape a blanket over themselves to avoid the heat of the day.

An hour passes without incident.
Plisk is now in the tower.
You order an increased posting on the road. Ghorma and Jemai join the watch with Assal and Lola.

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Station
Captain's Hut - A dried clay building that has a bed, a desk for important documents and a heavy wardrobe with a lock for clothing, weapons and other important items, as well as a wooden door for added privacy and safety
Barracks - A squat, open building made from wicker packed dirt that can comfortably house 20 men; also used to store arms and supplies
Small Tower - Three tall logs leant against one another and lashed together at the top; provides a vantage point for guards
Prison Box - Safely accommodates 1 prisoner
Well - A hole in the ground where water is drawn from

Personnel
--8 Green Militia--
Assal - Spear
Lola - Spear
Hon - Scimitar
Plisk - Autorifle, Scimitar
Jamai - Scimitar
Ghorma - Scimitar
Kensham - Laspistol
Haru - Marksman Pattern Lasrifle

Stores
Total Inventory
2 Spears
6 Scimitars
1 Lasrifle, Marksman Pattern
1 Laspistol
1 Autorifle
1 Starved Horse
1 Healthy Horse

In Storage
1 Autorifle
2 Scimitars
1 Silk
2 Fruit Wine

Procedure
- Allow merchants and natives
- Run the poor off
- Deal with others as you see fit
- Honour the Sultan

Spoiler: Character (click to show/hide)

Name: Azdna Shey
Gender: Female
Appearance: Standing as tall as most men and with wiry muscles hiding beneath her skin of deep-bronze, not many suspect Azdna as female on the first glance. Her deeply inset pair of amber eyes is always ringed with black mascara - obviously needed in such a hostile enviroment. The smallish nose and lips might create a sense of womanly charm, were it not for the near-constant frown of the eyebrows that dissipate them from doing so. Reaching over the shoulderblades, her coalen hair is finely braided in a multitude of strands - and bound with a strip of leather, as not to impede in combat.
Background: Hailing from the streets of the sultanates capital, Azdna made her hardy living as cutpurse, take-and-run, occasional burglary - you name it. A small clash of daggers with a fellow street-urchin somehow acquired her the interest of a merchant, who after a few weeks of gauging and gaining her loyality (mostly through meals, mind her), set her up as his daughters private guard - not trusting men to do so in fear of possible tarnish. After that one was successfully and honourably married of some years later, same merchant got Azdna a place with the guards. Let's just say that her insight and somewhat underhanded methods of fighting and going about things gave rise to some sort of recognition. Not one that did her good, with things being as they are now.

Possessions
Scimitar
Autorevolver
Order Deposition

[Urist Mc Dwarf]

Consider drilling the men when it gets coolers

[GiglameshDespair]

We need to think of things we want to request to improve our station. Obviously, some training dummys and targets would be valuable. Training weapons would also be useful.
So far we don't really have any less-than-lethal weapons, so some clubs or batons, maybe even some tasers (or electroshockers, whatever they're called in this world). would probably be valuable.

Do we have any food? We need hay for the horses so they don't starve to death.

For future plans:
Some wood or bricks to make sheds and stables, or walls for that matter, wouldn't go amiss. A better tower would be more effective and look more impressive, bringing more glory to the Sultan.

I also think we should make the pavilion of silk. We could always disassemble it later to regain the silk.

[Parsely]

Turn soon. Suggestions still open.

[escaped lurker]

Including an evening-drill for our men sounds like a good idea.
We want them to be prepared for the trouble which is undoubtly going to come at some point. Some spars obviously also belong in this drill, but let us keep them safe for now. Dont want our men to kill themselves - some staffs or limbs of wood will do for now I wager.

No to using the Silk in any way. At least not for shade.
Dude, It is Silk. It is worth a small fortune. Its like getting a katana so you can cut your nails, for lack of a better comparison. Unnededly extravangt and even dangerous. (Yeah, I really lack a better comparison right now ><.)

[Cain12]

Including an evening-drill for our men sounds like a good idea.
We want them to be prepared for the trouble which is undoubtly going to come at some point. Some spars obviously also belong in this drill, but let us keep them safe for now. Dont want our men to kill themselves - some staffs or limbs of wood will do for now I wager.

No to using the Silk in any way. At least not for shade.
Dude, It is Silk. It is worth a small fortune. Its like getting a katana so you can cut your nails, for lack of a better comparison. Unnededly extravangt and even dangerous. (Yeah, I really lack a better comparison right now ><.)

+1

[Parsely]

This is not dead. Only sleeping.

[Aseaheru]

That is quite the relief. Thank you.

[Travisplo]

PTW and give kensham a pistol if we have one, and he doesn't.

[Parsely]

Day One - Hours Left [8/12]

An hour passes.
Plisk keeps an eye on the horizon.
Ghorma, Jemai, Assal and Lola look somewhat unproffessional huddled beneath a single horse blanket with one corner tied to the tower for shade.

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Station
Captain's Hut - A dried clay building that has a bed, a desk for important documents and a heavy wardrobe with a lock for clothing, weapons and other important items, as well as a wooden door for added privacy and safety
Barracks - A squat, open building made from wicker packed dirt that can comfortably house 20 men; also used to store arms and supplies
Small Tower - Three tall logs leant against one another and lashed together at the top; provides a vantage point for guards
Prison Box - Safely accommodates 1 prisoner
Well - A hole in the ground where water is drawn from

Personnel
--8 Green Militia--
Assal - Spear
Lola - Spear
Hon - Scimitar
Plisk - Autorifle, Scimitar
Jamai - Scimitar
Ghorma - Scimitar
Kensham - Laspistol
Haru - Marksman Pattern Lasrifle

Stores
Total Inventory
2 Spears
6 Scimitars
1 Lasrifle, Marksman Pattern
1 Laspistol
1 Autorifle
1 Starved Horse
1 Healthy Horse

In Storage
2 Scimitars
1 Silk
2 Fruit Wine

Procedure
- Allow merchants and natives
- Run the poor off
- Deal with others as you see fit
- Honour the Sultan

Spoiler: Character (click to show/hide)

Name: Azdna Shey
Gender: Female
Appearance: Standing as tall as most men and with wiry muscles hiding beneath her skin of deep-bronze, not many suspect Azdna as female on the first glance. Her deeply inset pair of amber eyes is always ringed with black mascara - obviously needed in such a hostile enviroment. The smallish nose and lips might create a sense of womanly charm, were it not for the near-constant frown of the eyebrows that dissipate them from doing so. Reaching over the shoulderblades, her coalen hair is finely braided in a multitude of strands - and bound with a strip of leather, as not to impede in combat.
Background: Hailing from the streets of the sultanates capital, Azdna made her hardy living as cutpurse, take-and-run, occasional burglary - you name it. A small clash of daggers with a fellow street-urchin somehow acquired her the interest of a merchant, who after a few weeks of gauging and gaining her loyality (mostly through meals, mind her), set her up as his daughters' private guard - not trusting men to do so in fear of possible tarnish. After one was successfully and honourably married of some years later, the same merchant got Azdna a place with the guards. Let's just say that her insight and somewhat underhanded methods of fighting and going about things gave rise to some sort of recognition. Not one that did her good, with things being as they are now.

Possessions
Scimitar
Autorevolver
Order Deposition

[Gamerlord]

Dunno what to do here...

[Travisplo]

At the end of the day, we should all have a celebration to our new jobs, with the wine! Maybe something with the silk, too. Oh, and did we make those signals with the sniper? If not, make them.

[Parsely]

What sort of drills did you have in mind Lurker?

And what should this signal be? Is there just one signal? And what does it mean?

EDIT: I suppose you could invent an ad-hoc sign language on your own over the course of a month or so if you really want to cover all the bases..

EDIT2: And this one hour thing may seem tedious, but having a measurable day will pay off in the mid to late game. It makes it easier to plan encounters so we can torture our poor characters.

[Travisplo]

The signal will be us coughing in a direction so our elbow forms an arrow pointing to the one we want shot. If we cough into our hands, then that is the free-fire signal, which means shot ALL!