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Kleos pawed over the map of Trine and its surrounding areas, chewing her lower lip distractedly. With one thing and another it had taken her a while to even begin this effort, but she had begun now and didn't plan to hide it. She had moved her desk out onto the shore by one of the lakes along with a couple of spare chairs and some refreshments, Moriath's idea. Putting people at their ease and making them feel welcome were key if she was going to have any luck with this whatsoever.

Dipping quill into ink she scribbled a few notes onto a piece of parchments, matters she would need to consider later on.

Moriath lounged nearby soaking up the sun and keeping an eye out for any nearby folk who could be attracted over for a chat. Kleos had been very firm with her on this point, no discriminating against males. She did see her rider's point, it wouldn't do to alienate half of the population if they were going to stand a chance of forming a district.

Kleos spotted the pair down by the water though her bondmate. She didn't want to seem over keen... but if what she thought recalled about the young man - blackrider - was correct then she definitely wanted to talk to him about her efforts. They seemed to be heading closer though and so Kleos got to her feet and stepped around her desk, approaching the young man she believed she recognised and the young woman she did not.

"Good afternoon," she greeted with a smile and a salute. "You are... Wen I believe? I apologise young lady I'm not aware of your name, I am Kleos and over there is Moriath my dragon. Could you spare me a few moments of your time?" Now was not the time for waving around titles or presuming that others were at her disposal, it was a separate venture entirely to Dauntless at the moment though she did hope she would have her wing's support in her efforts.

Like nearly every rider, or at least like a great many, Kleos beamed broadly when her dragon was complimented. "Not many!" she agreed with a chuckle. "She's a fighter, and tough as they come. Your compatriot's bondmate was born of one of her breeding sisters, if I recall correctly Wen? He was one of Hyweth's?" She was pleased that she had got his name right, and more pleased still that she had remembered his profession... and that the tall woman beside him - Jemi, remember her name too now she had it - shared that post.

"Please do come and sit; I'd like to talk to both of you actually, regarding your profession." The scarred woman made a small gesture to the table and smiled. "There's sweetrolls, meatrolls, klah and redfruit juice if you would like some refreshment."

"Oh! Well, yes, it does actually." Kleos paused in the action of reaching for a sheet of paper, she hadn't expected to be pre-empted. It was a good surprise though, at least she thought it was. If Wen had it on his mind perhaps he was interested in the new venture.

"Perhaps I did," Kleos replied, changing tack for a moment to respond to Jemi with a smile. "He was a very handsome boy, and his crimson sister was exquisite too." She hoped they fared well, the little crimson had looked weak to her even for an atypical... but her rider would care well for her, she had no doubt of that at all.

"I am currently seeking people willing to join me in taking on one of the southerly districts," the scarred rider continued, pushing a stack of papers aside to reveal a map of the proposed districts. "Here," a long calloused finger with bitten nails tapped district seven lightly. Having indicated the area of interest Kleos looked up at the pair of guards, her light green eyes intent, trying to gauge their interest.

Yes, she definitely liked these two. Kleos grinned and inclined her head slightly. "I hope that it will be lucky for those who choose to join me, hope and aim to make it so with hard work too.

"As for your question," she turned to Wen, "I do not know who plans to take on eight, everything in regards to the districts is still in its infancy and until a few days ago I was preoccupied with wing business so I may have missed any gossip on the subject. You're right though, I wished to be sure that our landing field is well guarded and the jungle training area will be of use.... My intent is to seek out people such as yourselves, those who have experience in combat or self defence, and encourage those who live in the district to train in those arts too under the guidance of people such as yourselves. We do not live in a safe world anymore, perhaps we never did, but regardless of when the rot began those of us who are not currently able to defend ourselves and our homes must learn to." She wished it wasn't the case but there was no changing it, they could only go on from where they were today and do all they could to keep the forces of evil back from their homes.

Kleos had to admit that she hadn't quite expected suggestions to be thrown at her at this point; surprising but actually rather pleasing, they both made good points. Having never been afraid of speaking her mind herself perhaps she should have expected it more from others, regardless of the rank she held. "I do believe that both of those ideas would be feasible, and sensible too," Kleos agreed after a short pause with a nod to Jemi. "Having wallows out there to keep watch over the landing field... weapons caches too perhaps, small ones, and training people in field medicine can only be positive." She would like to live in a world where such things were not necessary but she did not and it would be foolish to waste time wishing it away that could be spent preparing to face the reality of life.

"I would hope that whomever claims that district would work well with us," Kleos went on to Wen. "I would hope that of any of the districts but especially the two that adjoin with Seven, and double so Eight. We will need to work closely with them, if I am to assume that they plan to make the training area a focal point of their activities as I do."

She hadn't considered piping in water and made a note of it; that would be easier than hauling it, or flying in by dragon in emergencies. A project to consider, certainly.

"Initially at least I would need the two of you to help make the district perimiters as secure as possible, your guarding experience will be a great asset," Kleos continued with a little nod to the pair. "Once things are a little more established and we have more people moving in I would ask that you offer self defense training to residents. If the wherholds insist on bringing war to our doorstep, we must be prepared to face them and defend our home and those we love." It was something of a relief to find two people so eager to join her in her efforts, a part of her had feared that nobody would be interested.