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Lagoon
The Boss Garmr
The Marauder Peyote		The General Marko

The Companions
None	Druna	None

The Thieves Jormungandr Khyber Kristjan S�htr�c 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.

if all that's left to do is walk _{a w a y}
Posted on May 15, 2014 at 09:15:46 PM by fatal�

fatal�

The bay had been hoping for some interaction. The silver black mare seemed stand offish though, Fatal� had spotted her keeping her distance. She snorted. Company that did not want company was no company at all. The arabian could do little with those who didn�t want anything from her. That was another reason she disliked being pregnant. She had nothing to give save the foal in her belly which was only worth something to it�s father.

Just as she was certain the silver black was going to continue on her merry way, the other spoke. Fatal� jerked her head up, ears pricked and looked at the other mare. She swallowed the remaining grasses in her mouth. The girl had been forward in her question.

�Now, why would you ask that?� Fatal� asked. �I certainly hope I�m not sick. Being sick right now would be a terrible thing. I want a healthy colt after all.� She laughed lightly then trotted towards the other mare.

�Are you ill?� She asked. Experienced eyes told the arabian that the silver black was also with foal. But the girl in front of her was young. Was it possible her mother had never gotten around to having the actual talk about where foals came from? That would make for a poor excuse of a parent to be sure.

mare, eight, arabian, wild bay, 14.2 hh, lagoon, children, blushie

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Replies:

i burn water - By mercury May 17, 2014 at 00:59:12 AM
- take what you can - By R A D E May 18, 2014 at 08:24:12 PM
  - then baby i�m as gone as _{y e s t e r d a y} - By fatal� May 29, 2014 at 02:58:05 AM
    - A lover on the left - By Mercury May 29, 2014 at 05:50:05 PM
      - give nothing back - By R A D E June 4, 2014 at 03:43:45 PM

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Lagoon

The Boss

The Marauder

The General

The Companions

The Thieves

The Associates

The Soldiers

The Trinkets

Boss's Decree

The Offspring

Rules