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The Prime MinisterKhar'pern |
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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 April 1, 2013 at 11:39:10 PM by ANATH
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| Anath saw value in those that were different from herself. She didn’t want another mare with a personality like hers in the group—someone with strong leadership skills that knew what they were doing. She wanted to keep a threat down and pushed away. The champagne mare would never admit that she was getting old. Fifteen wasn’t that old… was it? She didn’t think so, at least. The General didn’t want to deal with those that were going to try and take her command away. Anath would hold this post until she died… if it killed her. If the position itself killed her the dun mare would die happy.
With gentle hooves she follows Impa, her head cocking to the side at the woman’s intention in speaking on the side. There’s a wry smile playing on her own lips, forgetting how lovely the blanketed mare’s was. She was something else, Anath had decided it long ago. They’d been friends for a long time, nad that was something that she couldn’t help but know. That smile had been so absent lately… Anath didn’t blame her. The champagne hadn’t really apologized… she’d simply moved on. The mare would discount it as part of her own personality and move on. Moving on… name of the game right there. Anath never moved on. The General’s head bobs as Impa speaks, thinking slowly. It was impressive, and that much showed on the champagne mare’s lips. She realized that the mare had put a great deal of thought in, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride welling in her ribs. A part of the champagne felt responsible for Impa’s actions… it was a damn good feeling. “Justice… I like it. You’ve found a cause, and now it’s time to get an army involved.” The General nods, bumping Impa’s nose with her shoulder. “Do you have a plan?” Anath is so used to flying by the seat of her pants… maybe a plan would be the way to go this time. Not change… just reasoning. Anath "HEROES GET REMEMBERED LEGENDS NEVER DIE " |
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