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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 September 4, 2022 at 11:48:58 PM by Vadim
Vadim was bored. The young stallion had been told to stay home, to behave. Without Rehoboam to follow, or his sire to pester; what was there to even do in this place? There was absolutely nothing new to explore. Vadim had done that countless times over, and he doubted Frey would indulge in any of his antics. Frey often looked brooding, or grumpy, so the paler boy avoided his elder brother. There was no sense in dampening his mood even further.
Just when the gangly two year old thought he would die from said boredom, a new scent infiltrated the Lagoon along with a call. Ears perked, Vadim eagerly (almost too eagerly) flagged his tail and hurried off towards the stranger. He made no attempt to conceal himself; his large hooves and shapely body bursting through the undergrowth like a dozer. Only when he came to the mare did he slow, making some attempt to collect himself. But by this point it was too late. There was enough sticks and leaves in his mane and tail for a bird to make a nest with.
She spoke and Vadim listened; Salem. That was where Reho and his father were. If this mare was trying to get there, then he was sure that she was from there. Or at least knew of others that lived there. Although his father had told him to stay home, Vadim was already trying to calculate if it was worth getting into trouble if he went anyways. While he was trying to make up his mind, in Vadim’s typical tactful way, he gave her a friendly smile and said “Hi, my name is Vadim. Why do you talk so funny?”
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