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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 August 13, 2015 at 00:20:22 AM by PSYCHEDELIC
Woah. Party of four ahead! It wasn’t uncommon to see a moderately sized group of horses traveling together given the instinctual urge to buddy up for safety, but on the islands most of the time unless you were in a specific herd area it was limited to one or two traveling pals. Psychedelic’s ears swiveled forward as he curiously watched the group, one mare with a colt and two stallions of varying ages. What business could they have coming to the Lagoon though? Clearly they knew they were coming to such a place, the Lagoon’s reputation preceded it (as a bog, that is) and they had plenty of time to turn about and make way for a different location if they wished. Psychedelic threw a glance over his shoulder at the Lagoon, knowing his brothers were probably somewhere nearby… maybe. At the moment it seemed just Psychedelic was nearest to this group and hell, nothing else seemed to be going on so why not be nosy? It wasn’t like he had anything else to do. Psychedelic snorted and started forward, ears pressed toward the group as he approached, eyes curiously gauging each for their individual reaction. “Hey!” He called as he drew nearer, “looking to relocate to the place where dreams come true?” A grin slipped over his mouth after he’d said it and stopped in their path. He gave them a wide berth of space just in case they weren’t here for a chat and grew aggressive. Psychedelic was a fighter when it came down to it, his pelt was littered with scars by now, but he wasn’t sure if he was confident enough to take on a mini-mob. WE'RE THE VOICE, WE'RE THE VOICE, WE'RE THE VOICE IN YOUR HEAD |
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