Chronicles of Nations - Civ Quest

[X] Coordinate the efforts of the People, helping aid each other and ensure that no one is abandoned or left unaided.
[X] Organise the storage of uneaten foods to be preserved for latter dates.

"How fare the stockpiles?" asks Arth as the harvest season comes to an end and the winter begins to come.

Having led the People for over half his life, this will be Arth's twenty eighth winter.

While he has a sharp mind, a caring heart and the loyalty of the People, Arth is by no means the strongest or the toughest or best looking of the People. Wrapped in furs made from the animals that the hunters bring in, Arth is an average looking specimen and if it wasn't for his cunning and tongue, he wouldn't stand out amongst the People.

But he has his mind and words and Arth has used them well enough to gain leadership of the People. Despite most of them still being twice his age, the elders listen to Arth as if they were just any other member of the tribe.

And Arth has proved himself worthy of the trust placed in him. Under his leadership, the People have thrived. No member of the People goes hungry nor do those that find themselves ill or injured go without aid from the healthy members of the tribe. Even an elder has aged enough that they are no longer able to serve the People will still receive care and food from the rest of the village.

Part of it is due to Arth making sure that the People properly managed the food that the hunters, foragers and farmers bring it. While getting more food and making the current methods more efficient could be done by Arth, the young genius decided that preserving and managing the food that they did bring could go a long way.

He made sure that all of the uneaten meat and fish brought in by the hunters was dried and smoked before storing it away in pots. Grain that was not turned into bread was stored in pots and pots of both animal and plant get buried in the ground to make them last longer.

Arth also ensured that the People didn't waste food and stopped more foolish members of the People would destroying good edible food in reckless and in Arth's opinion, stupid deeds. While some chaffed at his strict managed of food, none doubted the effectiveness of his methods nor was anyone displeased with the results he got.

Those changes weren't the only ones that Arth is bringing about under his rule. Arth isn't sure how many others have noticed, but his leadership is shaping the People as the youngest generation will grow up under his rule and learn what values his leadership will impart on the People. If he lives long enough for another generation to mature under his leadership, Arth could quite easily determine what path the People shall follow in the future, even after his death.

The cause of it is simple and obvious to Arth's keen mind. He is both a leader who the People have no problem following and the youngest leader that the People have had. Before him, it was the elders leading, the oldest determining the future of the People with their experience and wisdom that their long lives had left them with.

It is an effective way of leading and Arth sees little problem with it, but it means that only a single generation will grow up under an elder. Combined with multiple elders with different ideas, no elder or group of elders has had the opportunity to shape the path of the People like Arth has right now.

Having led the core of his own generation as he was growing up and the next two generations growing up under him, should he live a long life, by the time Arth dies, the entirety of the People will have only known his leadership.

It is a heavy and grave burden, but one that Arth aspires to live up to and one he takes with grave serious enough. If his leadership is to determine the future path of the People, then he shall do his utmost to be a good leader. Anything less would be a failure on his part and a betrayal to the People.

"We have more than enough to last the winter," answers Garth, drawing Arth's attention back to the now and then, "Even if we have some shortages or loss, we shall have enough to keep the People fed until the snow melts and the cold gives way to new life."

"Good," says Arth, "When Harv gets back, have someone get her to come and speak with me. I want to talk with her about-"

Arth doesn't finish the sentence as one of the hunters, a younger lad, comes running towards them. Shifting his gaze from Garth to the hunter, Arth is quick witted enough to tell that something is wrong.

Someone must be hurt or dead or perhaps there is a particularly dangerous animal on the loose. They had a few years of trouble with a pack of wolves before Fern and Gara killed off half of them, scaring the rest off.

Deciding to make things easier for the lad, Arth marches towards him, reducing the distance that the hunter will need to travel to reach him.

"Arth! Arth!" cries the hunter as he approaches and Arth recognises him as being one of Fern's hunters, "Outsiders!"

"Outsiders?" demands Arth sharply as the young lad comes to a halt.

"Men and women, but not of the People," explains the hunter, "My hunting group saw them heading towards the village and I was sent to warn you."

"And you did good work," Arth tells the hunter even as he is already thinking of how to deal with this people who are not People.

Outsiders come. How shall Arth and the People deal with them?
[] The People have more than enough food. Send some food to them as a gesture of good will.
[] Send a group to talk with the outsiders. See who they are and what they want.
[] Rally the hunters and prepare to drive them off. These outsiders are not the People and shall be treated like all those that pose threats to the People.


So I have figured out that I am not so good at writing stone age tribes. A tad too low tech for me and I keep struggling not to throw things in that they shouldn't know or have discovered yet.