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.

a little wicked

a little w i c k e d
That's what he calls m e
There were many long lost, agonizing, souls here. Her sister absolutely hated it, but Witche quite liked the break. The only problem was she dearly missed Bone and their baby. The miracle baby that allowed her to keep living, but for what? To be trapped here in a sweaty cage. This was not what she was meant to be doing. She was supposed to be gracing Bone without another little darling of theirs to care for.

It only pissed her off more that she just got Bone back. Their baby had called him back home.

The Ivory mare snorts loudly as the large stallion speaks. He treats her like a thing to move around as he pleased. Wytche was a free spirit with a powerful demon who would one day harm him in death. A smirk slides across her lips as she imagines his future pain. The Ivory mare stomps her hoof at his request. Though she didn't like the thought of moving to his whim she would do it only so that she could investigate the area they were going.

Perhaps there would be a way to escape at this 'lagoon'. She watches the tall stallion and waits for him to lead the way alongside the other mares he was currently caring for.
female|dominant white|mutt|14.3|verrat x ivanna|captive of the lagoon
Photo by Den Trushtin | HTML by loveinspired


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