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.

Only crime and the criminal


Felony had stood quietly with his narrowed golden eyes turned out to their surroundings. The stallion had not been paying much attention to the mare at his hooves and so when she brushed a light touch across his leg he quickly looks down to see she is awake. One ear twisting forward while the other one remains back the beast lowers his head to get a closer inspection. She looks bothered and from a closer inspection he can see she is trying to hide away from the sun. With a harsh blow of air from his nostrils he moved so that he blocked more of that hated light from her face. Leaning his head down once more he brushes his ebony lips across her face before letting out a soft sigh. She still had much to recover from but at least it seemed she was getting better.


Suddenly a pathetic bleat sounded from the direction Mercury’s scent hung from. Head jerking over so that his golden eyes focus on what had made the sound he sees a dark foal stumbling on new born legs through the muck. The child’s skin is covered in slip where it had most likely tripped or simply lost its balance and fell. Giving off a soft deep rumbling sound that was supposed to be a nicker, Felony left Synder to retrieve the lost child. As he moves closer he sees that it is truly Synder’s child. The smell upon her skin is still that of a new foal with the metallic tang of blood but by now he is unfazed. Offering his muzzle to the child she lets out another pathetic cry and brushes past the nose to lean against Felony’s chest. The warmth she gained from that touch made her settle some but wide golden eyes stared out at the world in fear.


Reaching over to give a guiding touch, Felony leads the filly over to Synder. Brushing his lips across her cheek he gives out a large breath to let the warmth tickle across her mare’s face. “You need to get up Synder. Our little girl needs to eat.” He said quietly, looking at the lying mare expectantly while the dark filly stayed pressed against Felony’s dirty shoulder but her eyes also watched the mare like she wanted something to happen.
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