The Lost Islands
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Peak

The Prime Minister

Khar'pern

The Codebreaker

Ashteroth

The General

Marceline

The Companions
None None None

The Thinkers

Naydra
Titan

The Politicians

Ararat
Axelle
Hollis
Mae
Nashira
Serenity

The Warriors

Clarity
Kaeja
Lysimache
Starling

The Trinkets

Beloved
Cato
Cullen
Güneşlenmek
Isengrim
Jigsaw
Kazimir
Octavius
Starscream
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PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE

"None." - Leader

The Offspring

Diccon (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 December 11, 2019 at 08:29:37 PM by bacardi

bacardi

When they had first arrived here, Bacardi had been in awe. There were so many mares, and the way they looked at his mother was amazing. The colt had felt shy, staying back so that maybe so many eyes wouldn’t be on him. Since then the young stud had not seen anyone. They had dispersed and only family had remained around him. But their scents were still strong, carried by the crisp mountain breeze. He had no doubt that they were still here even if he hadn’t seen them.


Since getting here, Bacardi’s legs had grown stronger. He climbed the rocky surface of the Peak with a delight in his lupine eyes from the challenge every day. But with his mother’s watchful eye, the growing young man had not yet reached the top. She was not within eyesight today; perhaps business had drawn her attention elsewhere. For a few split seconds Bacardi had been enveloped in nerves when he had first woken to see her gone. Then realization to his freedom had dawned on him, and Bacardi had not wasted another single second.


The young stud colt had set his sights on the Peak’s top and set off to reach his goal. On and on he climbed, the sun rising with him. As the air grew thinner his breath came harder; the warmth clouding around his ebony trimmed nose. But he did not give up and when he finally set flint colored hooves upon the top, he felt both ecstatic and exhausted. Eyes drifted across the landscape before him and his couldn’t help but utter a soft “Wooow” He could see every Island from here and it brought him excitement. “I will set hoof on every single one” Bacardi declared excitedly before he let out a bugle of triumph. Ears pitching forward towards the sound of his voice upon the wind and rock, the bay and white colt enjoyed the way it sounded and called out again.


male - mutt - 14.3(wfg) - yearling - Ee Aa Ff nT
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