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.
KNEEL BEFORE THE KING
Posted on November 30, 2014 at 08:57:42 PM by CEOLWULF


C E O L W U L F

She swatted with her tail as if his touch was, at best nothing and at worst, an irritation. The beginnings of estrus were evident in her scent - not yet useful to him but enough to frustrate and annoy him, something she knew and she played upon expertly. Bitch, he thought bitterly. The black stallion snorted and narrowed his yellow eyes as he watched her turn her head away, implying cruelly that she was merely using him to gain the attention of others. Her ploy might have worked with any other stallion, but he knew what she was trying to do.

Something simmered in his belly, irritation or jealously, but his cold stare gave away nothing but contempt. “Mmmmm, but what beast would want you?” he asked dryly, while arcing around to cut off her retreat. He forced his weight towards her chest, seeking to drive her back to the spot she had stood in mere moments before. He hadn’t given her permission move away, but like hell he was going to play the game her way. ”And what would you do with them if they came?

XY . IBERIAN MUTT . BLACK . EE aa nPrl . 15.2 HH
styrke x solveig
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