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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.

through the smoke and arrogance
Posted on August 5, 2023 at 02:27:31 PM by G�NEŞLENMEK

G�neşlenmek

I'M DISTANT IN THOSE HOLLOW EYES

G�neşlenmek was still here. Part of him was surprised, but another part of him understood why he had been left to this fate. He was useless without information. It was his entire trade. Despite his loyalty to the striped stallion, their relationship was transactional. G�neşlenmek offered his informational services for protection and without the information, he did not hold up his end of the bargain. Selfishly he had hoped that Marceline would say something around him, let some grand plan slip, but it would seem the speckled mare had not underestimated him; a shame.

Their continued fights had left the golden stallion covered in cuts and bruises across his dappled hide. One such fight had led to a moment of weakness, one that G�neşlenmek had hoped would bear no fruit, but time would tell. He had been nursing his most recent injuries in the water when he heard another approach. He had been mostly concealed in the water, his lean limbs folded up neatly beneath his barrel in the shallows.

He recognizes her almost immediately. The mare from the commons when he had first found Marceline. And she'd been the one the brute had come for. He did not know much about her and he turned his head away, content to remain where he was. There is a nagging in the back of his head. He should be making the best of his time here. With a gentle sigh he stands up, water rolling off his sides and rippling around him in erratic patterns. He shakes lightly before he pulls himself back onto the craggy shore of the small lake. He nickers as he turns toward her, though the dripping waters gave away his position as well.

"Are you well?" G�neşlenmek might have been a prisoner here, but he was not a villain. He was a pawn, that much was clear. He was not a bad man. He missed Salem deeply. He had returned to the islands to return home to her, to feel her sands beneath his hooves once again. But right now the Peak was his home. He did not approach her any further, remaining on the shore. Despite his dark eyes, there is concern.

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no one sees what you see - By hollis September 18, 2023 at 03:49:40 AM

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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