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 watched it all unfold with that wolfish look upon his face. When they were finally left alone like he had intended them to be all along the brute simply looked her pale skin over. Was she worth the hassle that was given to take her home? The stallion highly doubted that. She was weak; too spooky to belong in the darkness of the Lagoon. But the beast inside Felony still grounded with its hunger as he watched this prey.


But that pathetic sound she had made; those desperate words to just take her where they were going. Felony had only given a faint nod before he turned away from her and began the trek towards the Lagoon. The limp he had worked to hide before showed visibly now as there was no more ways to hide it. But the stallion didn’t seem to notice and kept one ear swiveled back towards her while the other remained tipped forward and alert. He too would keep an eye out for that fuzzy little pony in case he suddenly became foolish enough to attack. The painted brute almost wished that he would just so that he could taste his blood and feel the adrenaline of action.


After they had entered his home the mare seemed to find her voice. Coming to a stop he turns his head back to look her over again. For such a frail thing he wonders why it is now that Cricket can speak so matter of factly. Perhaps it is as she claims and it was the crowd that had surrounded her in the Falls that had undone her.


“Think over the alternatives that could have been taken. Perhaps you should be grateful it was deception that was chosen.” He said, his voice sounding like thunder in the silence of their surroundings. So easily they could have resorted to violence. To have simply attacked the pony stud while the other drove her home with snapping teeth. Tasting her flesh could still be achieved but for now Felony kept to himself.


Turning away from her he began walking once more. The stallion seemed to have a set destination in the way he traveled and he was determined on getting there. “And you don’t have to worry about crowds much here.”
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