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.

pay the piper; kheldar



Rosto


Kheldar’s Prince of Thieves


He hadn’t bothered much since their arrival here. Punting off the questions that needed fielding away from Kheldar had not gotten harder like he’d assumed, but perhaps easier with their settling. The belief someone would fetch them had worked on the fallen Crown Prince for a while, and Rosto hoped it kept doing what it was doing. Kheldar was meeting others, exploring the Lagoon’s vast shorelines and swamps, and so many more things than allowed him to think back on how the passage of time would be back home.

It was already so long ago, or so it felt, and Rosto opens those pearlescent blue eyes one morning to realize just how long it’d gone on.

Kheldar yet slept beside him, the proper prince worn down by the travels of this Lagoon alone. It was tonight, the Prince’s own birthday at the ebbing of spring into summer, that he had meant to take the stallion to the blue-glow lagoon so many seemed to overlook or dismiss. It was strange natural circumstances like that that seemed to most spark conversation and interest in his companion of so many years…

Anything to keep him from thinking of home too hard on a day where he was once celebrated like some kind of messiah -- till he wasn’t. "Morning, Princeling." He taunted, tugging a withers lock of mane as he got up from laying on his belly on the hard soil of a dry patch they’d found in the evening the day before.


OF THE LOST ISLANDS LAGOON

▻ stallion - iberian mutt - sooty bay tobiano rabicano sabino - 16.1 hh ◅



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