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The BossGarmr |
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The MarauderPeyote |
The GeneralMarko |
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The Companions |
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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 February 4, 2020 at 02:19:50 AM by Ivar
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where wolf's ears are, Ivar wolf's teeth are near.
A wicked grin turns his lips, the úlfur is free. His imprisonment has been torturous, and they will all pay dearly for this inconvenience. They will curse the day that they crossed our path, Fenrir growls, seething beneath Ivar's inky hide. He has seen the pathetic Peak women running around, all of them in a panic over a War that brews on the horizon. He revels in their panic, as he lurks silently within the shadows, watching and calculating their every move. In a moment of weakness he had attacked Wasp, a challenge for his freedom. The months of conditioning his muscles bore its fruit, he defeated the Peak mare, regaining his freedom. He steps into the Lagoon, his tail snaps across his haunches with a smack as it hits his inky hide. The humidty hangs in the air, a far cry from the thin air of the Peak, this is where he belongs. He slinks forward, eyes darting around, searching for anyone who may have stayed behind. He should of been there, leading the charge but he had been held up in the Peak. He knew that he was the only one who could free himself from the Peak, and he had been correct. He pauses at the edge of a muddy cesspool, it clings to his legs and attempts to suck him into the gumbo. His dark eyes narrow as he searches for Cherokee, that tik better show her face, if he has to track her down... she will regret it. He moves through the mud, it clings to the feathers of his legs with every stride. He skulks through the mud, until he finds himself within the shadows the forest. He knew exactly where he will be going, but first things first... Cherokee. Translation:
brother to Björn & Lagertha
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Replies:
- The Tides of Change - By Adelia February 4, 2020 at 02:39:23 AM
- the Teller of Ways - By LOREL February 6, 2020 at 03:08:33 AM
- wolf's teeth are near. - By Ivar February 13, 2020 at 11:41:27 PM
- The Tides of Change - By Adelia February 14, 2020 at 00:07:52 AM
- the Teller of Ways - By LOREL March 9, 2020 at 11:25:31 PM
- The Tides of Change - By Adelia February 14, 2020 at 00:07:52 AM
- wolf's teeth are near. - By Ivar February 13, 2020 at 11:41:27 PM
- the Teller of Ways - By LOREL February 6, 2020 at 03:08:33 AM