The Lost Islands
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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
Güneşlenmek
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 passion, I gain strength.




Upon the rocky peak that loomed just overhead appeared a robust beauty; thick and well-muscled. He’d witnessed many a lovely creature before, but there is something about her that grabs him in a most unexpected way. Especially as she tells him that his kind was not welcome on this ground. HIS kind? While he pondered what she could have possibly meant, another showed, cutting off any potential escape route. An ear flicked first at the sound of her hooves across the stone foundations, followed by his head swinging about to take in her slender form. He studied her with the same curiosity as he had the blue mare who popped up before him.

But then, words that were all too familiar would catch his ears. They flicked forward with interest followed by his golden eyes. Although these mares who fancied themselves as threats had been surprising, it was Kûsk’s presence that was the most shocking.

“Dzizûtasi? Nu tuti inyiji. Irsir zo tsakwa diâ aiksosûti dzis dzizûtasi. Diâ oi tuti nindz dzu sis kûkas, ao its kûkas is datar. Shanwi ki an kirwtasi timias schutta, diâ Nu waria niti j'us ki snira katsoshi drimyn… “ he would reply out to Kûsk. He feigns annoyance, as he follows up the statement with a snort and the pin of his ears.

His neck arches, as he considers Kusk’s perspective. He hadn’t quite *fully* weighed in at the idea that it was his sex that was problematic and not his presence as an equine in these peaks. His attention returns to the women with this idea in mind, and would in turn respond.

He has the accent of an imperial, but he was a surprisingly soft-spoken creature. “ I am a voyager, and I have come from lands far away. I can see now that in my ignorance, I have trespassed. I mean no offense to you, or your companion. “ He replied, it was the most apology that they would receive from the stallion, “ But I choose to view this as a most fortuitous opportunity. “ He explained, breaking only momentarily to breathe before continuing, “ I will not insult either of you by giving a disingenuous, false sense of submission; You will find no trouble nor hostility from me, but I will defend myself. “ he explained, letting them know what to expect of him.

“ Who are you? And why am I not welcome? “ he asked; seeming genuine in his line of questioning. Despite everything, his mind thirsted for knowledge, and learning was something he took great pleasure in.

Peace is a lie. There is only Passion.
Through Passion, I gain Strength.
Through Strength, I gain Power.
Through Power, I gain Victory.
Through Victory my chains are Broken.
The Force shall free me.


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