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.

turn men into monsters


A wretched brute that forces mares to live with him.


There was no way Miriella could know the sort of wound her words would inflict as they dug beneath his skin. The way he struggled not to flinch away, or drop his head in shame. Instead, Vadim did his best to mimic his sire once again by placing the mask of indifference upon his face. As if he was only doing this to amuse himself, before he tossed her away with boredom. It was hard though, going against his very nature to be this way. How long could he keep it up, before he became too tired of the game and the pale woman got to see who he really was?


Vadim arched his neck, stepping closer to the young woman, his nostrils quivering as he dragged in her sickly-sweet perfume. It was enough to drive him crazy, and he didn’t even know why. “There is no need to share my name. I’m sure you have plenty of other things you wish to call me.” he replied, his thick tail snapping from flank to flank as the heat in his loins began to bloom, spreading further through his body like a wildfire. It was enough to make him want to draw even closer, despite the risk of feeling the wraith of her teeth or hooves against his flesh.


Secretly, the young stallion wished he could find Frey or even Reho. To ask them what was happening to him, and if it was permanent or only temporary. How could any stallion function, if this was a permanent ailment? But since they were no where to be found, and Vadim wasn’t going to Psychedelic about his questions, the young stallion would just have to see where all these feelings would take him.

html: reba | art: frost
stallion | draft x | Dunalino Pintaloosa | 18hh




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