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The BossGarmr |
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The MarauderPeyote |
The GeneralMarko |
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The ThievesJormungandrKhyber Kristjan Síhtríc Tribulation |
The AssociatesAziziAtticus Leukos Lucifer Salinger Thranduil |
The SoldiersKheldarVaingard Rosto |
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The TrinketsNone |
Boss's Decree"For every brother you bring to ourmidst, 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 OffspringNone |
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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Posted on October 8, 2018 at 03:27:15 PM by Macabre
 learning from what sad cause he pours his tears? Love hears his ladies crying their distress, showing forth bitter sorrow through their eyes because villainous Death has worked its cruel destructive art upon a gentle heart, and laid waste all that earth can find to praise in a gracious lady, save her chastity." Nevertheless, it seemed as though the stallion whom was once so dead set on dragging her back here hardly had an interest in following up on his new "trinket." At least for now. Macabre was grateful for the warmer weather. The Lagoon, though situated on an island known for its moderate temperatures, was bone-chillingly cold in winter. She blamed the creeping damp chill on the humidity here, and the terrain's stagnant pool of water at its core. But winter had morphed into spring, and now was edging into summer. There was enough new vegetation to keep the petite mare properly fed. While physically, the mare was doing just fine, mentally, she was a wreck. This long period of isolation was not new to Macabre. She'd spent the bulk of her life traveling alone. But that was before she was a mother. Her heart ached every day for her daughter. She day dreamed of what Wasp was doing, hopefully alongside Bozena and the rest of the Peak's herd. How she longed to be back there with them. Soon, she told herself on the particularly rough days. Soon enough, she'd be back home. There were days on end where Macabre would move through the brush at night, her senses on high alert, as she searched for Cherish. Ever since she and Wasp had met the peculiar mare back in the Falls, Macabre had worried about her well being. But the mare was proving difficult to find here in the Lagoon. Perhaps she had run away. Macabre swallowed hard against a lump in her throat, hoping this was the case. She didn't want to consider what could be the other outcome: that Cullen's physical abuse had escalated, and it came with dire consequences. At this point, her thoughts were all speculation, as she hadn't seen Cullen or Cherish with her own eyes just yet. But maybe that would soon change. I saw him weeping there in human form, observing the stilled image of her grace; and more than once he raised his eyes toward Heaven, where that sweet soul already had its home, which once, on earth, had worn enchanting flesh." Replies:
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