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The Prime MinisterKhar'pern |
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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 27, 2015 at 01:50:19 PM by j e t t a
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Jetta took him in with bright blue eyes and a calmness that belied her age. Dark ears perched attentively atop her crest, she made note of his cavalier attitude to the fact he was trespassing and wondered if that made him more trustworthy or less. Equally she was uncertain of what “derangement” meant, but she was old enough now to know better than to ask and reveal her ignorance to a stranger.
To disguise the uncertainty she felt, the yearling filly tilted her white-splashed head and smiled sweetly at the stallion. “Why shouldn’t I be alone in my own home? I am safe here,” she replied, and took a moment to watch a bird yellow as the sun flit over their heads, which drew another smile onto her pink lips. Jetta was certain she had been a bird in another life. “Why are you all alone, and in a place you shouldn’t be?” Her eyes dropped back to the stallion’s face and studied him with a cool serenity. “I mean... I don’t mind or anything, but the other mares might. Especially the prime minister. She’s big – way bigger than you.” |
friesian mix; dark bay splash (ref); 1 yr; 16’1 wfg (YET-uh) |
OOC; ew, sorry it's so short!
Replies:
- when feasible, one should always eat the rude - By H A N N I B A L July 2, 2015 at 08:45:00 PM
- fly from the highest tree - By j e t t a July 11, 2015 at 02:28:46 PM
- when feasible, one should always eat the rude - By H A N N I B A L July 13, 2015 at 06:15:45 PM
- fly from the highest tree - By j e t t a July 22, 2015 at 05:03:54 PM
- [x] - By Jetta August 15, 2015 at 10:56:21 AM
- fly from the highest tree - By j e t t a July 22, 2015 at 05:03:54 PM
- when feasible, one should always eat the rude - By H A N N I B A L July 13, 2015 at 06:15:45 PM
- fly from the highest tree - By j e t t a July 11, 2015 at 02:28:46 PM
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