if all that's left to do is walk a w a y %02 zhenya

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} | zhenya
Posted on August 13, 2014 at 01:59:55 AM by fatal�

fatal�

It was a crisp fall day. But the Lagoon was still humid and irritating. At least to some degree. Fatal� stood under a large tree looking out over the sandbar that separated the Lagoon from the sea. It was one of the better views. It was more inviting and quite frankly a beautiful location. She could see L�on playing about in the tide pools not too far away. He was growing up now, but he still acted like such a child. She would have to work on that.

The wind picked up and played with her hair as she sat in thought. Things in the Lagoon were lazy. She felt as if things had slowed down everywhere. Maybe it was time to start poking around again. Yes, she had found some interesting characters on her last few ventures. But she felt like the Lagoon was emptier.

The bay shook her head, tossing her ebony forelock out of her face. Yes it was too quiet. Somewhere inside, Fatal� needed company. Femme company. Perhaps she had only realized it after having met Caesisus and El Halin. It wasn�t that she wanted friends. But she needed allies. She needed ways to keep informed especially about the men. Maybe she should seek out Reinleif. That mare had been reasonable.

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

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she's the giggle at a funeral - By zhenya August 13, 2014 at 04:13:16 AM

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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