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.

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Xina stands perfectly still without a shift of weight, without a blink of her eyes. Even her breath is shallow so that it hardly moves her flank as she stares at him. The stallion was much taller and wider; bigger in every way compaired to her build but she was unafraid. The mare does not fear the physical world around her and thus the man seems nothing in her eyes as he stares back. It is when he finally moves that Xina breaks.


A flash of color streaks through her vision of blood and violence. It coats the dark colors of the Lagoon in crimson and a splash of light hide fills her gaze rather than the brute's dark skin. A scream rips free of her lips to split through the quiet swamp, echoing off the trees as if death itself has come for her. Eyes rolling, Xina lunges forward as the stallion snaps his jaws at her, aiming to collide chests with him before rising to her full height. The mare blindly lashes out, her hooves striking at anything they may reach before she snakes out her head so that her teeth may make purchase on any amount of skin she could reach before she is forced back down by gravity.


The smell of blood fills her nose, the taste strong in her mouth and now even the brute was covered in the sticky life liquid. A sound of anguish leaves her lips this time as the weight of it all came crashing down on her shoulders, pushing Xina down until she could stand no more. Knees buckling, Xina bows down into the mud as her forelegs would no longer keep her up. Tears leak free for the first time from her crazed eyes before they close and a flash of memory comes to mind. The muscles along her flank ripple as her body trembles from the memory that now plagues her before she opens her eyes, seeing the world for what it really was.


Xina was in the Lagoon and with her was a strange stallion she had never seen before. Debonaire was dead and Rade was not here to bring death as she had thought. Slowly she pushes herself up to stand, her body feeling weak and exhausted now after the onslaught of panic and a feeling she could never describe. Head lowered and her eyes calmer with white no longer showing, she looks to the stallion in almost a defeated manner.

mare | 14.3 | Ee Aa RR | 15yrs



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