I) Take diplomatic action

C) Improve infrastructure


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The Priestess grinded her teeth among each other. The Ogre Chief is still barring his people from using the waters without giving an adequate reason for doing so. The Earth Mother would surely be cross at this and while the Priestess believed Her to be merciful, She would undoubtedly feel betrayed. 

Still the Ogres were stubborn in their ways and the Earth Mother preached the teachings of patience and kindness, and what better kindness than choice. She and her most loyal adepts still preached in open at the Ogre camps, but offered discrete ritual baptisms to any young Ogres willing to have it. These rituals were to be kept under wraps, but she hoped to get a few Ogres to see the true glory of the Earth Mother, and if the Chieftain would disagree, which he may, she was adamant in saving the souls of his younger and less close-minded kin.

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Back in Banana fort, the growth of the village was apparent. New families and friends were being made as new generations were incorporated into the fold. Still a slight scare with an onset of high fevers showed the adverse affects of close knitted families, there had to be a more organized way to care for the sick. As such some families with knowledge of healing plants as well as Novices of the Earth Mother's temple offered care to any sick. They figured an organized force of caretakers could better heal the afflicted as well as keep the healthy population checked and unaffected. It was rudimentary at best, simple beds and cots using ginseng and other simple herbs boiled in the Spring Water, or patch work for serious physical injury, this service would be given to all: old, young, poor, affluent, human or ogre, the Earth Mother protects all.

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Super sneaky beaky coercion of Ogre bathing.

Healing huts.

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