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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 G�neşlenmek Isengrim Jigsaw Kazimir Octavius Starscream Yıldırım	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.

~ defined by no man, you are your own story,
Posted on November 15, 2020 at 01:50:06 AM by I n n a y a t

~ defined by no man, you are your own story,

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Innayat stands at the edge of a sheer rock face, the earth falls away from her and to the world below. She swivels her bald face to and fro as she watches over her home - the Peak - just as her mother had. The Peak courses through her blood and thrums in her chest with every beat of her heart. She is a peak warrioress, bred to defend her fellow women with every breath in her lungs. She tilts her face toward the heavens, her delicate nostrils quiver with each breath that passes through them.

"I promise to protect the less fortunate with every breath. I promise to stand against those who want to tred over top of us."

She puffs her chest and brings her head higher on her delicately curved nape. She pivots from her vantage point and moves with the fluid grace of her desert ancestors. Each step is poised and calculated like that of mountain lioness. Rocks skitter from beneath her hooves as she traverses the steep mountain trails toward where the crossing lands meet the foot of the great monolith.

A masculine voice rings through the still air and instantly she whips her head in the direction. She does not pause but continues her way towards the intruder. She draws nearer to him, her steps are cautious and distrust flickers in her icy eyes.

She slides to a halt before him and raises her head higher on her neck. "I am a woman of the Peak. What is it you seek?" she pauses with a breath on her lips. She raises a single brow in apprehension as the boy stands before her and questions begin to plague her mind.

What does he want? Does he not know his kind is not welcome here unless invited forth? She flicks her tail across her haunches as she waits impatiently for him to answer.

Daughter of a Peak Warrioress
Marwari Mutt | 2 years old | 15.0 | filly | Buckskin Rabicano Sabino

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// metal and soot, embers billowed to flame; - By vulcan November 19, 2020 at 08:04:51 PM
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Peak

The Prime Minister

The Codebreaker

The General

The Companions

The Thinkers

The Politicians

The Warriors

The Trinkets

PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE

The Offspring

Rules