"By rule; by honor."

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The Codebreaker Ashteroth		The General Marceline

The Companions
None	None	None

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The Trinkets Beloved Cato Cullen G�neşlenmek Isengrim Jigsaw Kazimir Octavius Starscream Yıldırım	PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE "None." - Leader	The Offspring Diccon (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.

"By rule; by honor."
Posted on April 27, 2013 at 09:09:20 PM by irvosat

long ago, we were once immortal and free

For how long she had wandered, she was not entirely sure, but by this time she was certain that the spotted stallion would not return for her. Perhaps his journeys to find his companion had taken him far, or perhaps he had forgotten her- but Irvosat was not bitter or disheartened, but instead she had started branching out and away from the falls that he had asked her to stay in.

The mountain had been the first thing she had turned her eyes to.

It was a tall and glorious thing, towering over the lands and casting a great shadow over the fields and the forests of the island. She admired it from her distance near the waterfall, but instead of turning to find a place that would offer her enough sustenance for the winter, she instead move towards the great grey beast. The climb was not entirely too easy, and her hooves clattered noisily against the slate, sending small rocks and pebbles tumbling down the precipice and into the land below- but eventually she conquered it.

Here there was no stink of man and his doing, but instead the strangely sweet scent of woman- perhaps many women if she were not mistaken. Taken aback by the strange change, she had found herself wandering almost aimlessly when she stumbled across the small field. It was perched atop a small, rocky overhang that lounged like a great cliff over the islands below. From here she could see the silhouettes of the other isles in the distance, like small grey ghosts that hid amongst the clouds and the sea that lay between here and there. The view was breathtaking, and already Irvosat found herself comforted by the thought that no one would be able to harm her here.

This seemed to be the more opportune place for her to rest and regain her strength when she plunged out into the wilderness in search of her mother. For now though, she twists her head away from the glorious sight of the world that lay at her feed, and offers up a cautionary call, hoping to find someone that could tell her what she had found perched on top of this seemingly abandoned mountain.

irvosat, mare, palomino overo splash, 15hh, russell

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