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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.

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Posted on May 29, 2014 at 02:58:05 AM by fatal�

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Fatal� observed the silver black with interest. Oh, the poor darling. Sadly, Fatal� was wondering if she should give the girl the answers she desired. A devilish part of the bay said otherwise. Let her indulge in her fantasy. If she was too young or stupid to be ignorant of what was happening, why bring her to the bitter reality.

�Indeed I�m pregnant,� Fatal� said with pride. �And while I do not know what the foal will be, I am rather certain it will be a colt.� After all, a mother always knows. Fatal� has yet to be wrong, although she is not as big as she was with Ravenna. Perhaps this one will be smaller. �As for your stomach, I�m certain it will pass by summer. I�m sure I had something like it a few years ago.�

Fatal� was not nice. She might appear to be, but it was part of her constant ruse. One did what one had to when you needed things. Fatal�, however, might have enlightened Mercury on what was going on to produce the white hairs. After all, she was an arabian and was one of the few in her herd who had not greyed out. Fatal� was always proud to have been so strikingly different.

Then Rade arrived. He rubbed his muzzle against her barrel and Fatal� smiled. She reached over to give him a quick touch along his neck as he stood beside her.

�Lovely timing, Rade,� Fatal�s voice never lost it�s charm. �Oh, you belong to Felony? He was� an interesting sort when I met him a few weeks ago.� Fatal� more remembered the silver black he had brought back. Morrigan was more impressive after all. �Oh, my, my, my,� Fatal� laughed suddenly. �I do believe this pregnancy is screwing with my manners. I forgot to introduce myself, I�m called Fatal�.� Her name is very french, and a careful listener would catch the faintest trace of this lingering accent in her usual speech. �And Rade here is the sire of my foal.�

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

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