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.
First Breath After A Coma
Posted on October 8, 2019 at 04:45:50 PM by JABARI & Shamwari




I would honestly love you now,
But I would lovingly let you down.



Jabari's heart was beating fast in his chest as he and his sire stepped further into the Lagoon. His eyes were wide with interest and apprehension, peering through the trees and the vines as he searched their surroundings for any more warm bodies. Jabari remembered his uncle Kasabian, though the details were hazy. But he knew of him at least, he remembered seeing his buckskin frame in the Prairie once or twice when he was very young. But Jabari also knew what had happened to Kasabian. He'd died here. Shamwari didn't like to talk about it much, or about the time he spent here himself. Those were the kinds of conversations he seemed to reserve for Ruger, and only Ruger.

Jabari's blue eyes catches Shamwari as they wait, but his father doesn't make a sound. Instead, Shamwari's broad body is planted firmly in place, standing squarely with his head held high above his withers. Shamwari's nostrils are wide as he continues to test the humid air, and his eyes roll in their sockets as he too scans the landscape around them. When another stallion's call breaks through the woods, Jabari jumps in place. All four feet leave the ground as he lurches forward, but he settles himself quickly, embarrassed by his reaction. Shamwari on the other hand stands as stoic as ever. The chestnut stallion doesn't immediately crane his neck in the direction the call came. Instead he waits a few seconds, then does so slowly and deliberately. He casts his son as stern glare - one that told him to be on guard.

Cullen slithers out from the brush to greet them. Jabari recognizes the stallion's musk right away and his eyes narrow into tight slits. This is the stallion who came for Petal. This stallion was about to be his leader - his boss. It was a tough pill to swallow, especially now, as he looked the pale stud directly in the eye.

"Cullen." Shamwari says solemnly, without so much of a flinch. "It seems the Lagoon has seen better days." The chestnut stallion quips, his gaze wandering to the desolate surroundings for just a second. Jabari watches with interest, his gaze flicking to his father and then Cullen. The only dent Cullen makes in Shamwari's stony exterior is when he addresses him as "king". The title never sat well with him, and Shamwari's ear lobes flick back against his poll momentarily.

"I'm here to help." Shamwari adds, with a small smirk tugging at the edges of his whiskered lips. Neither Jabari nor Shamwari knew much about Cullen, except for his lineage which tied him to the Lagoon. Neither knew how much Cullen knew about Shamwari's Lagoon connections, but if he knew Ruger, he must surely know some about Shamwari's years here, or at least about his mad, former Lagoon Boss brother. But it didn't much matter now. "Jabari is here to join your ranks. For a short while, at least. I think two seasons with your bachelors may be beneficial to you. He's had some spar training from Ruger and another young stallion in our herd. And he's long held responsibilities in our herd. I think you'd find him useful."

Shamwari studies the Lagoon Boss now, shifting his weight evenly over all four hooves.

"But this gift is not for free." He adds, bobbing his head to rid his long, red forelock from his eyes. "As long as Jabari is here, I expect there to be a temporary peace agreement in place with Luthien. Both with the Prairie and the Forest. If in two seasons you find you'd like him to stay around longer, we can have that conversation."



J A B A R I

Stallion | Brienne x Shamwari | Chesnut Overo | 15.2 h| Photo © Carina Mailwald | © Vinyl
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