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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 July 19, 2016 at 03:20:29 PM by IMPAZIENZA
 On a wide, flat plateau high on the Peak stands Impazienza, the draft mare braced against each blast of wind that drags invisible fingers through her mane and tail and whips her hair to a frenzy. A storm is brewing at the lower heights of her mountain, thick clouds spilling over the long ridge. She smirks in the face of the buffeting gales and closes her eyes more out of habit than necessity. In the past year her vision has deteriorated rapidly, darkening the only half of her world she’s ever been able to see. Impa is okay with this. Like all the other troublesome and difficult things life has thrown at her, she must be okay with it, for there is nothing she can do to change the fact that she is nearly completely blind now.
Her joints ache constantly. It doesn’t matter if she exerts herself or not, and so she chooses to bring the pain with her each time she climbs a steep slope or carries her bulk to a different area on the mountain. It is rare for her to travel to the base. Midsummer is too hot for her on a good day, and now that she feels old on a regular basis Impa sees no point in descending into thick heat when she could just stay up top and enjoy the breeze. Saves her from an arduous climb, later, and ensures her comfort. Despite her self-enforced solitude and the loneliness that has wormed its way deep through her body all these years, today Impa is happy. She has the storm to keep her company and drive all her thoughts away with each insistent gust. The air feels wet but she know the rain won’t make it up this high unless it’s carried by the wind, and so she stands with her large hooves firmly planted, unafraid and unmoved by the forces trying to knock her down. |
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