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The CodebreakerAshteroth |
The GeneralMarceline |
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The ThinkersNaydraTitan |
The PoliticiansAraratAxelle Hollis Mae Nashira Serenity |
The WarriorsClarityKaeja Lysimache Starling |
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The TrinketsBelovedCato Cullen Güneşlenmek Isengrim Jigsaw Kazimir Octavius Starscream Yıldırım |
PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE"None." - Leader |
The OffspringDiccon (Cicada x Khar'pern) |
Rules• The Vulcan Peak is where homeless mares come to live as a sisterhood. Stallions may not live here except as captives or companions for the Leaders. • Warriors keep mainly to fighting, Thinkers keep mainly to raiding, and Politicians may do both, neither, or act as diplomats. Members may issue their own battles and raids, but should generally consult the General, Codebreaker or Prime Minister for permission. • All major decisions are determined by vote, but the Prime Minister maintains order within the Peak and has the final say. • Elections for leadership positions will be held every TLI summer, provided the qualifying criteria are met. • You can find detailed information about how the Peak works on the Rules page. |
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Posted on November 4, 2012 at 05:13:26 AM by thane
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| He can always feel eyes on his back. They burn holes and they wear down against his skin, rubbing up against his shoulders and whispering in his ears. There was nothing secret or silent in the way people stared, their thoughts were just as easily projected as if they were being written down in chalk on a blackboard. Stares say things, some things vile, some things awed, and some were just too strange or awkward to think of. Thane can always feel the mock silence in stares, as they brush up against his skin and make his ears swivel back, he can feel that his audience assumes he does not know, and even at the dullest flick of the ear, he can find them without looking.
Heightened hearing, it was called, given only to those that were gifted in the art of… what exactly? There were treacherous, strange, and vile things that the swamp king had once been practiced in, and now he was just a black shift of silk, being carried quietly along the breezes of a foreign land, forced up into the sky to see everything there was to see. As the female rises, as quietly as she can, the grullo brings his head around slowly, finding her location easily at the slightest rustle of the leaves as they brush against her shoulder or hip. His dark eyes peer out from under a nature-gnarled forelock, staring long and hard into her face, sizing her up, but making no other move than to flare his nostrils ever so slightly as he breathes. Now, suddenly distracted by the champagne mare that approaches from the same direction that the first silent woman had been standing, Thane lifts his head a bit, pushing his lip forwards and feigning an aggressive face. A face meant for the feminine audiences in the peak that were deaf and dumb to the strange, exotic tryst between the swamp king and the warrior queen. Anath comes close, as she always does. Too close, too fast, forcing Thane to take a step to the side, ears slicking back against his neck. Once more, eyes flick to the onlooker, staring at her whilst the queen of the mountain speaks, only looking back to Anath when it is his turn to reply. “You find me because I let you.” Leaning up close, it almost looks as though the stallion is going to brush his black face against the woman’s pale one, like he’s going to mark her, but instead he takes his head back after the menacing gesture. “We could run into the woods and see who could disappear first, but then I’d be gone forever.” Like a cloud that raced across the sky or an iceberg that found it’s current to the caribbean, the stallion would disappear without a trace, were he to be found fleeing to nowhere in particular. Thane "The swamp king moves in stealthy silence." stallion. mutt. smoky grullo. Ee aa DD nCr. 15.2 hh. character and text by russell. |
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Replies:
- Persian Queen - By Vashti November 4, 2012 at 09:43:30 PM
- LEGENDS NEVER DIE - By ANATH November 7, 2012 at 05:01:51 PM
- Pure, innocent instinct. - By thane November 14, 2012 at 09:18:09 PM
- LEGENDS NEVER DIE - By ANATH November 7, 2012 at 05:01:51 PM
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