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.
insanity is all around us
Posted on July 13, 2017 at 07:52:50 PM by KARASH HAN




Good, I’ve not stumbled across an idiot.” He laughed to himself as she called him out. It would have been a shame if he were to find such a lovely creature and then learn that her wit was only half lit. Much like his own, her eyes sparkled blue, jewels set against a face sculpted by the goddesses. Certainly luck, or fate, must be on his side. He’d found not only one, but two others of his kind thus far upon the islands. She is a proud one. He noted as she pulled her crown up, chin close to her body. It took immense self restraint but he did not move any closer, not yet. Karash placed himself near her face, his black maw mirroring her smirk as she responded.

”So you are well versed with the men here then? How delightful. I expect that means I’ll be seeing more of you.”

Cocking his head to the side, the brute decided he wasn’t sure if he believed her or not. The princess certainly did not smell of the lagoon - none of the musk clinging to her pelt as it would someone who spent much time there. Still, he would not object if she paid further visits. Karash Han allowed his gaze to move across her frame, studying her lithe structure and cream colored coat. The islands had so many surprises to them, the presence of other finely bred Akhal-tekes was just one of them. Which of the gods do these worship? He questioned silently, his auds tipped forward as she continued.

Keyik. His mind turned the name over again and again, memorizing it’s sound and feel as he watched her. Though it was easier to push, easier to be brash and forceful, Karash Han would reserve that for lesser specimen. If she turned out to be less worthy than she appeared, he could always change things around.

”Well dear, it appears to me that no one is in charge here. At least not yet. I have plans to change that.”

Flashing her a grin he took a step closer, their breath intermingling and his eyes flashing.”So perhaps I can help you. Tell Karash what it is you need.”

karash han
akhal-teke | 4 winters | buckskin sabino | male








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