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.

what have they put in the water?


selenium -----
by bellum out of dissolve


She’s glad to see that the stallion has enough sense to respect her boundaries. It’s not out of the realm of possibility that she’ll let him get closer eventually, but she doesn’t know anything about him except his name and that apparently he’s bilingual. Oh, and that he’s a big flirt, she reminds herself as he goes off with those foreign words again. She doesn’t know the exact translation but the sentiment is obvious.

Despite her earlier reserve, she can feel herself warming to him, if not his home. He is slowly wearing her down with his words. ”Is the whole place not a lagoon?” she asks, trying to be as inoffensive as possible. She decides to follow him anyway, her tail swatting at the insects that continue to swarm. The humidity here reminds her of that on Atlantis, another island she has no taste for.

Her large smoky blue and white body effortlessly pushes the damp foliage aside as she follows Ernesto, still not entirely convinced that there won’t be an ambush at some point. Part of her wants to think he’s leading her into a trap, but he’s been so sweet and sincere that she can’t really imagine him doing something like that.

She can tell they’re close when her feathered hooves start sinking into the ground, proof of how saturated the area is. She snorts quietly, grunting at the increased effort of simply picking up each foot. She can see the sun reflecting off the water before she actually sees the lake. There’s no chill in the air so she can tell without even putting a hoof in the water that it isn’t her preferred temperature.

It isn’t as hard as she would’ve thought to keep the distaste off her face because the view is enough to make up for everything else. ”It’s lovely,” she concedes, not wanting to give him any more fuel for his flirting but unable to deny the truth.

She lets the question roll around in her head for a few moments before answering. ”It was mostly to see what it’s actually like here. I’ve heard some good things mixed in with the horror stories and my curiosity finally got the better of me.” Her blue eyes move from the water to the stallion’s face. ”I bet there haven’t been many mares that have voluntarily come here to stay.”



ten - smoky blue roan overo - draft mix - 17hh
html by tricky. character by Alison. color ref.


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