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The GeneralMarceline |
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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 14, 2012 at 09:18:09 PM by thane
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| What of the strange relationship that had transpired between the grullo and his champagne companion? Certainly, if someone were to ask the swamp king what exactly he could have called their relationship, he would have called it an interesting and curious string of friendship that had boundaries that leeched into the sorts of relationships that were intimate or vile. Thane was never a social master, with words that felt foreign and strange on his tongue, only from lack of use and perhaps sometimes because his mind would travel at speeds that his mouth could not keep pace with.
Any matter, he was here for a reason, albeit a brief question that he simply wanted an answer for, and perhaps to notify Anath of his decision in the matter of parenting the golden boy that had come into his possession some short days after Stratton had been weaned from his mother’s teat. Dropping the current topic, Thane was entirely aware that if he were to disappear, he would disappear for the greater chunk of forever, and perhaps only then the mare would never find him, perhaps acknowledging that she had met her match in disappearing and reappearing, that his presence here was only an illusion of stability. Instead, he shifts his weight and regards her in the face, staring long and hard with his dark eyes, skimming across her clean skin and feeling no resentment for the current state of her hygiene. Such things were trivial and pointless amongst the lagoon, with the swamp water riling up against the confines of it’s banks, and the mosses reaching down to scrape greenery off on the skin of anyone that had the misfortune of passing by. “I told Stratton you were dead.” The stallion states rather off-handedly, his dark tail flicking lazily across his haunches, brushing against his hips and down his legs once more. “He can’t come here.” The heir of the lagoon could not be so lucky as to have a relationship with a woman of the peak like his father did. It was blasphemous, and should either inhabitants of one place or the other find out the secret that the man and woman held, then they would be usurped from their positions and perhaps cast out of their homes. Call the stallion greedy or inconsiderate, but he was rather fond of his position of authority amongst the rogues of the lagoon. 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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