The Lost Islands
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Lagoon

The Boss

Garmr

The Marauder

Peyote

The General

Marko

The Companions
None Druna None

The Thieves

Jormungandr
Khyber
Kristjan
Síhtríc
Tribulation

The Associates

Azizi
Atticus
Leukos
Lucifer
Salinger
Thranduil

The Soldiers

Kheldar
Vaingard
Rosto

The Trinkets

None

Boss's Decree

"For every brother you bring to our
midst, 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 Offspring

None

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.
You’re not Salinger. Get over it.
Posted on August 16, 2021 at 04:10:16 AM by Frey




The colt is hot blooded. There is something in his system that runs with even more heat than one could expect. Later in life they’d figure out what it was, but for now, chalk it up to a system that was starting to flood with testosterone. Yeah, go with that. Only time would tell how Frey would turn out, after all. There is absolutely no backing down from the young man, something that would likely get him in trouble in the future. He would never know when to quit. Maybe that was a weakness, but maybe that was the strength that coursed in his veins.

As the creature laughs, Frey’s ears pin even more clearly against his skull. He sneers. There is something coursing in his system, something that makes him feel more alive than usual. Frey is alight with it, and it’s… probably for the worst. “You may be bigger than me for now, but that won’t last.” He spits the words, venom unchecked. His eyes were positively wild. Captive creature, getting too big for his britches.

The buckskin stranger’s venom fades, but Frey’s ears do not unpin. There is still something dangerous and reckless within his system, and his heart still hammers in his chest. The proposition that the strange creature makes isn’t one that he’s against, but Frey doesn’t want to let this pissing match go without having the last word. “You can shut the hell up, and stay the fuck out of my way. As long as that happens, I’ll do the same.” The fire in the colt burned bright and hot. Frey was nearly feral.



yearling. friesian x. sooty red roan. 17.3Hh.
Tyr x Kvothe



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