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.

hear me R O A R

léon

“Oh,” Léon didn’t know enough about the islands it seemed. He’d only been there since spring. Well, that was something he had on the older stallion. “My dad’s around somewhere. Don’t know where my mom went. She said I couldn’t follow.” He sighed. “I hope winter isn’t bad.”

He looked up at the strange male.

“Yeah…” Léon said with a sigh. “It is. I… don’t quite know what to do.” The roan boy shook his short mane and pawed at the ground again. Then the adult gave him his name. Psychedelic. It was a big name. “That’s a big name. Psych…a…del..ic…” He tried the pronunciation. He didn’t know if he quite got it right. “What’s it mean?” He remembered Geridriful. She’d talked about names having meaning. Maybe others knew too. It was something interesting to wrap his little brain around.

colt / ten months / red roan / arabian mix / 14.3hh wfg
photo by Tarique Sani


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