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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 13, 2020 at 11:41:27 PM by Ivar
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where wolf's ears are, Ivar wolf's teeth are near.
"You wont find her here." He jerks his dark head to scowl at the mare who approaches with offspring clinging to her side. "What in the fjandinn do you mean? he growls darkly as he steps to meet the mare. "Where is she?" he can feel the anger beginning to seethe beneath his onyx hide. Where could she be? What had happened in his short absence? "This place is a shithole," Fenrir growls. He has been stuck in the damn Peak, for monthes and now he returns to an empty Lagoon. And the mare he had brought to the Lagoon is now, gone?! He begins to pace, his tail snapping across his haunches as the information is deciphered in his brain. He will hunt Cherokee down, and drag her back to the Lagoon... kicking and screaming. Before he can unleash his frustration on the mare, a familiar voice breaks the still humid air of the Lagoon. Lorel? He never expected to be found here on the Isles, especially by Lorel, the softest and compassionate of all of his brothers. Ivar softens for a moment as his youngest brother struggles through the mud and closes the distance to touch him affectionately on the shoulder. Most did not dare to come so close, but Ivar would never hurt Lorel, their bond is something that can not be formed into words to even begin to explain. His dark eyes focus on Lorel as he begins to speak of his dream of shadows and brotherhood. But his next words are dark and Ivar can feel Fenrir begin to stir. The promise of war, carnage, and destruction causes the wolf to grow impatient. "Do not fear, bróðir," he says gruffly as he bumps Lorel fondly on his frail, thin neck. A rare flash of concern flickers in his dark eyes as he begins to take in his brother's gaunt haunches and protruding ribs. "Where in the hell have you been? Do they not feed you there?" he growls at first in a reprimanding tone, but softens as he finishes his sentence. As their conversation turns to the mare and her foals, Ivar jerks his head to look at them. "I don't know, just some trinkets... And this is the Lagoon, a brotherhood of sorts," he grunts. "But nothing like home, these men are disorganized and lazy." He takes notice of Lorel's smile as he fondly calls him wolf brother, and Ivar allows a curl of his lips in return, but does not explain how he had spent the last few months as a captive. Lorel introduces himself kindly to the mare, but Ivar does not show them any more attention. War has emptied the Lagoon, leaving behind the women and children and those too cowardly to fight. He will not remain here in the Lagoon for long. He will insure that Lorel is safe before he departs, but war calls to him. Its voice faint on the breeze as it tugs at his onyx tendrils.
brother to Björn & Lagertha
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