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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 October 24, 2016 at 02:30:02 PM by KASABiAN
 And its consequences keep you up at night. Everything about the Lagoon felt stale. It's temperatures during the winter months that crept into spring, for one. The air just sort of hung there, no breeze to freshen its taste. Nothing felt crisp. The trees, the muck-ridden ground stayed the same. Even the company -- the men here, were stale. It was as if the Lagoon stood frozen against the test of time. The stallions here grew older, new, younger blood came in. The same character flaws and desires were churned anew in the form of another, but the feel and reputation of this place always remained the same. Nothing ever changed. Kasabian eyed Fallo as he spoke, remembering a fleeting moment the two shared some years back. That was during Kasabian's second stint in the Lagoon. He remembered Fallo being a big talker, but not much of anything else. So when the grey stallion is quick to recite his loyalty to Felony, the buckskin stallion merely snorts and tosses a mess of mane to lap against his thick neck. "Sure you were." Was all he offers, with the flick of his thick tail. Kasabian lets his eyes fall onto the red stallion again briefly. He stares at him hard for just a few seconds, confused as to who he was and why he was standing there. The buckskin stallion's heart begins to race, if only momentarily, as he frets about the presence of this third, and clearly young and gangly stallion. Had he been standing there all this time? Kasabian snorts at him and snakes his head back toward Fallo, not wanting to focus on his lapse of memory or whatever it was that made him panic, albeit briefly, over some dumb boy just a second ago. When Fallo's sarcastic words continue to drip from his filthy mouth, Kasabian merely smiles. "Good. We can use a few more with some experience." He said. "Look for the... the pale colored stallion. The one with two colors. He'll give you a job." Kasabian spats, that same anxious feeling tightening in his chest. Why couldn't remember Psychedelic's name? The stallion was his most loyal solider. He had, perhaps, lived here the longest aside from Kasabian. A chill swept down the length of Kasabian's spine as his mouth struggled to keep up with his frantic mind. Kasabian side-eyed the red stallion again, frantically hoping that this time he'd look at him and know who he was and settle whatever nervous feelings he had about what was happening to him. No such luck. Instead, the buckskin stallion merely raises a knee and stomps his front hoof into the soft, moist earth below. "And do something with this one, will ya? We're not running a home for lost boys. He needs to prove his worth." KASABiAN 13 | Buckskin | Stallion | Arabian X Thoroughbred X Mustang X Halflinger | 16. 1 | © Vinyl |