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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.
send me reeling
Posted on May 17, 2020 at 01:15:57 AM by Rhadra

“Right?” Rhadra agrees with a warm smile, though her eyes rove the landscape below. Amid the tres sprawling across the hills that ripple gently away from the mountain’s base are horses, little more than impressions of color —dark, or pale— grouping together in twos or threes or, on occasion, convening in a larger group before scattering. Some walk alone. Rhadra emphasizes most strongly with these individuals, and during the hours she stands here marveling at the world spilled at her feet she likes to invent stories for them all—happier tales than hers had been, before...

“I’ve spent hours on this ledge, just admiring everything,” she tells Collision, smiling as she draws her gaze away from the distant horses to focus once again on the one beside her. “But to answer your question— I don’t know the manner of Kestral’s being here. I’ve never thought to ask.” He seems content enough, but then, she can’t recall a time when her spotted friend has not been content.

She turns away from the edge then and withdraws to the other side of the path, where the ground does not slope so dizzyingly away from her hooves, inviting Collision to follow her with a low whicker. There she leans against the steep rock wall edging this side of the switchback (a well-used trail on the slopes, marked by the hooves of many) and rubs her shoulder against the cold stone to relieve an itch. “Tell me more about your friend?” she asks. “And those maiden bands you spoke of. I feel you have some interesting stories to tell.”

rhadra



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