The Lost Islands
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Peak

The Prime Minister

Khar'pern

The Codebreaker

Ashteroth

The General

Marceline

The Companions

None None None

The Thinkers

Naydra
Titan

The Politicians

Ararat
Axelle
Hollis
Mae
Nashira
Serenity

The Warriors

Clarity
Kaeja
Lysimache
Starling

The Trinkets

Beloved
Cato
Cullen
Gόneşlenmek
Isengrim
Jigsaw
Kazimir
Octavius
Starscream
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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.

There's hope in every heartbeat (Open)

Maybe life was not meant to be held outside the confines of the Valkyries? Devorea had heard all about them. She is not blind to what they proclaim. They stand for something great and she wants to be a part of this. They stand for something strong and she is intrigued. Will they accept her though? The buckskin overo kind of hopes so. It isn't like she is going out of her way to come to the mountains or anything, but she is making a stand.

She doesn't want to be just another herd mare somewhere. She wants to be a part of something swell and this seemed right. Slowly she steps along one of the winding paths. She makes her way up until she feels comfortable enough to stop. She looks around and those soft brown eyes miss nothing. The air smelled crisp and clean; the world around her seemed alive. There were birds tweeting and woodland creatures scuttling around. There's a smile on her lips and she nickers softly. It was not a call to anyone just yet and merely a realization that she already likes this place.

Finally though; she lifts her sculpted head and calls out. It is not demanding but letting others know that she is there; that she wants to meet and greet. She's tired of being alone but she doesn't want a stallion's rule. She wants something more; something she can control a little better. The Valkyries seemed right. Now though; she merely has to wait and she will.


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