The Lost Islands
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Lagoon

The Boss

Garmr

The Marauder

Peyote

The General

Marko

The Companions

None Druna None

The Thieves

Jormungandr
Khyber
Kristjan
Síhtríc
Tribulation

The Associates

Azizi
Atticus
Leukos
Lucifer
Salinger
Thranduil

The Soldiers

Kheldar
Vaingard
Rosto

The Trinkets

None

Boss's Decree

"For every brother you bring to our
midst, you may keep a trinket all to
yourself. She will not be sullied or traded, unless you deem otherwise. But should you bring a mare here without a new brother first, then I will consider her property of the Lagoon as a whole
and do with her as I see fit." - Garmr

The Offspring

None

Rules

• The Lagoon is where homeless stallions come to live as a brotherhood. Mares may not live here except as captives or companions for the Leaders.

• Soldiers keep mainly to fighting, Thieves keep mainly to raiding, and Associates may do both, neither, or act as diplomats. Members may issue their own battles and raids, but should generally consult the General, Marauder or Boss for permission.

• All major decisions are determined by vote, but the Boss maintains order within the Lagoon 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 Lagoon works on the Rules page.

• Upon election, the Boss can issue a rule for members to follow during their tenure. It is up to leadership to enforce.

Only crime and the criminal



Felony was standing alone among the twisted trunks and vines of his home when the scream of pain cut through the silence of the Lagoon. Head snapping up from where it had been hanging in a restful state his black trimmed ears twisted to pinpoint the direction the call had come from. Amber eyes searching the scream comes again and without any more hesitation the stallion thrusts himself forward and out of his hiding place. Muscles contracting and releasing; his hooves pound into the ground as the stallion forces his body into a run. All thoughts of pain in his leg as adrenaline and fury that boils just below the skin wash it away.




Vision becoming tinged in red he spots the wolves attacking the helpless thing upon the ground and does not slow as he approaches them. Lips peeling back and ears pinning against his poll Felony strikes out at the predators as if they are his prey. New screams fill the air as the stallion’s teeth clamp down upon the spine of a wolf; yanking it up into the air and shaking it viciously from side to side before he tosses it away. The sharp sting of teeth upon a hind leg causes the stallion to whip around; front legs lashing out as his own scream of white hot rage escapes him.




The crunch of bone and muscle mix with the sounds of battle as another wolf has fallen victim to the stallion; becoming limp and lifeless under the strikes made by his flint like hooves. Felony continues to paw out at the wolf despite the death that now clings to its bloodied fur until he has pulled it away from the bleeding creature he would call his son.




Amber eyes glowing with rage he looks around for any others that might linger in hopes for a meal but the wolves had gone; leaving behind their two comrades that had died under the wrath of Felony. Body trembling from the adrenaline of the fight the stallion turns back to the colt and lowers his head down to inspect the child. Blood fills his already flared nostrils but he does not lash out at the colt as he might have once done. Instead he begins to clean the child but all the while plans for the punishment the black mare whose scent clings to his skin like a plague.


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text & character by frost ; html by shiva



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