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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 June 5, 2013 at 01:19:15 AM by H e m l o c k
 your boldness stands alone among the wreck; Before it had been mentioned to her, the mountain to Hemlock was huge and intimidating. Not exactly fear-inducing (that much, at least) but not friendly, either. It stared down at the islands like a watchful god, or possibly goddess, whose impulsive and bipolar nature was mercifully dormant. The sooty gold mare reserved no premonitions or warning instincts toward the great rock, but all the same she felt as if it were not entirely asleep. As if maybe, if she bowed down and pressed her ear to its dark and unyielding surface, she could hear the humming of life brushing against its barren face. The thought made her skin crawl, but all the same she was curious. Irvosat had spoken of it with fondness, like the giant was a loyal friend on whom she depended for her comfort. A family. A home. Hemlock decided to climb. She had never trod on such a terrain as a mountain face. Its rough surface, instead of providing secure footing as she trusted it with her weight, was in fact rather slippery. She had already covered the easy ground at the base of the mountain, and had just assumed up to this point that the rocks would be little different. She was wrong. The beginning of the real climb was kind to her and at least gave her some practice with her hooves and the rocks before the mountain seemed to give her all it had. She was suddenly teetering at the edge of a narrow path that hugged a looming wall of rock. Instead of providing support, Hemlock felt as if the wall intended to push her off, and several times jumped in fear against its face as her balance gave the slightest falter. When finally she reached better footing, the sooty mare tried to convince herself that she would not mind living her life possibly totally alone as long as she did not have to confront that death march of a climb again. As she stretched her sore legs and calmed her racing heart, she caught sight of a familiar body retreating down the other side of the mountain. Hemlock was suddenly very grateful she had climbed; Irvosat’s company was the only company she knew, and if the other woman was brave enough to live on this great pile of rubble then so was she. With the meager amount of energy that had greeted Hemlock with the sight of her friend, the mare took a few tentative strides forward before lapsing into a smooth, rather lazy trot to catch up. "Irvosat?" she called out. H E M L O C K 4; spanish mustang; sooty buckskin; 15'2hh; by lyric |
Replies:
- "By rule; by honor." - By irvosat June 5, 2013 at 05:05:56 AM
- Your grace is wasted in your face - By H e m l o c k June 7, 2013 at 04:13:32 AM
- "By rule; by honor." - By irvosat June 14, 2013 at 09:09:26 PM
- Your grace is wasted in your face - By H e m l o c k July 13, 2013 at 06:33:51 PM
- "By rule; by honor." - By irvosat June 14, 2013 at 09:09:26 PM
- Your grace is wasted in your face - By H e m l o c k June 7, 2013 at 04:13:32 AM