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The BossGarmr |
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The MarauderPeyote |
The GeneralMarko |
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The Companions |
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The ThievesJormungandrKhyber Kristjan Síhtríc Tribulation |
The AssociatesAziziAtticus Leukos Lucifer Salinger Thranduil |
The SoldiersKheldarVaingard Rosto |
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The TrinketsNone |
Boss's Decree"For every brother you bring to ourmidst, 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 OffspringNone |
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. |
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Posted on April 8, 2015 at 03:12:17 PM by KASABiAN
 And it's consequences keep you up at night. He lurked around in the muck, day in - day out, with little purpose or direction. His only interaction with his fellow "brothers" thus far had been with Fallo, a large grey stallion whom had left a sour taste in the buckskin's mouth. Kasabian hoped that returning here would be uplifting. That abandoning his herd in the Ridge would take a weight off his shoulders, but that was not proving to be the case. The stallion's presence there hadn't been as well received as he had hoped. In fact, his existence there seemed more lonely than his time in the Ridge. The men in the Lagoon seemed wary of him. It was too soon after his recent rule over the Ridge for them to forget that he was a band stallion - a previous enemy, even if he was a Lagoonie long before he washed up on the Ridge. He had grown bored of ambling around the Lagoon alone, He couldn't rid his mind of these demons. He was in a foul mood all of the time and for reasons he couldn't quite understand. Kasabian stood idly against the rough-edged bark of a leaning oak, green eyes staring into nothing. He was half awake when the slopping sounds of heavy hooves in mud disturbed him. His weight shifted to balance evenly over all four limbs and his eyes blinked in succession until he could see clearly again. It was then that he spied the yearling, the stubby, though stout boy standing next to its mother. A golden lobe flicked forward and back as he watched them with sudden interest. Obviously he didn't know either of them, but the serene scene, of mother and child, seemed so out of place here. He assumed the mare belonged to one of his brothers, and the child was the bastard of the same. His nostrils flare, the soft, whiskered skin pulling tight as he inhaled, the sides of his golden barrel growing before he allowed a heavy, gurgling grunt to be released. He craved some kind of interaction, something healthy, constructive. The opportunity was right there in front of him, but still he hesitated. The scene reminded him too much of the Ridge, of the life he left behind. Of the family he abandoned. But there was a tension there, even in its calmness. The mare stood on edge, her ears erect, her body alert. In a last minute ditch, Kasabian moved forward with a heaving grunt, wincing twice as his ailing hip kicked into motion. He nickered gently as he approached. Emerald eyes studied them silently as he neared the pair, trying his best to understand what the situation was. He struggled to find something appropriate to say. "Who are you?" KASABiAN 11 | Buckskin | Stallion | Arabian X Thoroughbred X Mustang X Halflinger | 16. 1 | © Vinyl |