[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Alright, well it was about time that they managed their ambassador situation once again. The serval would draw to a halt in the center of camp, withdrawing a steady breath, before tugging his jaws into a slight grin, and addressing the clan. "Alright, Colouredclan, if you want to become an ambassador, sign up here!" He'd call briefly, before arranging a list and setting it out upon a conjured bulletin-board. They didn't have a massive amount of allies, sure, but they had enough to go around, that was for certain. He had momentarily debated holding auditions for them, but what other audition was there, than to see of how the individual worked in the immediate and real circumstances. After all, auditions meant jack-shit in the end anyway, right? "One ambassador per clan is ideal at the moment, but if this gets enough attention, I can step it up to two, instead."
He paused for a moment, quirking a brow as he realised that he had neglected to mention.. something. "Oh, yeah, if you don't know what an ambassador is, they're basically a member of our clan, who is given one allied clan to visit once a week. If you don't visit at least once within two weeks, however, then I'll take that as your resignation from the system and you'll be replaced." Nighttales would add, combing through the rules he'd set for this one, straight-up, until waiting to determine whether someone had gone inactive or not. "And when you do visit, make sure you get that checked in by posting it on the guide, so I can keep track of who is making their visits and whatnot."