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.

take what you can



The dense trees spun a web of shadows, shrouding the Lagoon in an eternal twilight. Rade embraced this darkness, enfolded himself in it, seeking the solitude that had evaded him for far too long. There, standing beside the decaying remains of one of the forest's fallen giants, the palomino sought to untangle the snarled chaos of his thoughts. To find a purpose beyond his quest for power. But before he could do more than briefly enjoy the stillness and silence of his newfound sanctuary, it had been broken by the sounds of a body crashing carelessly through the thick growth.

Probing his surroundings with wary eyes, Rade could see the round-bellied silhouette - a shadow among shadows, winding sinuously between the trees. He could have easily remained silent and allowed her to pass him by, but he was curious about what it was that the strange woman sought. And why her dark eyes had fallen closed in a gesture of surrender. Stepping out from his concealment, the palomino placed himself directly in her path, announcing his presence in a voice as soft as the whisper of her breath.

“Arms open wide and eyes shut tight - I wonder, daughter of Thane, what is it that you hoped to find here?” Rade touched his muzzle to hers in greeting, eager to close the distance that the grulla mare has maintained since their last confrontation, if only for a moment. Then, his words bubbling with wry humor, he spoke again. “I have heard that love is blind, but I don't think that it was intended to be taken literally.” Plunging his velvet nose past the barrier of her black mane, he then traced the taut muscles of Sicily's neck with his teeth, and breathed his scent into her skin.

“Or does this mean that you have changed your mind? I might be willing to give you your freedom - at a cost, of course.” His last sentence lingered in the air, a cruel temptation dangled before the woman. What Rade offered was only the illusion of freedom; the price that Sicily paid would only tie her to him with a different set of shackles. But it would be interesting to see how much she was willing to give up to escape her imprisonment in the swamp.

stallion // mongrel // 15.1hh // 6 // palomino roan // reba
debonaire x neassa


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