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Lagoon
The Boss Garmr
The Marauder Peyote		The General Marko

The Companions
None	Druna	None

The Thieves Jormungandr Khyber Kristjan S�htr�c 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.

i'll be your knight in tarnished armour
Posted on July 15, 2017 at 00:51:23 AM by ruairidh

RUAIRIDH

Ruairidh had travelled up and down the crossing, investigating every nook and cranny and so far he had found no place more entertaining than the lagoon. Now, despite all the musky smells around the place, he had yet to run into any other stallions. It was kind of disappointing really; like going to the cinema but not getting any popcorn.

Ruairidh made his own entertainment, however. So far, he had judged the depth and consistency of numerous pockets of swampland � one was so thick and deep he�d actually wondered if he�d get out again! He�s been shoulder deep and pretty well stuck but luckily his what-other-horses-seem-to-call dainty hooves had managed to touch the bottom. Speaking of hooves touching the bottom, he had also tested how far he could walk into the lagoon � for which the territory got its name - before he had to start swimming. He had also taken to scaring the local rooks in the trees, and cawing back at them whenever they expressed their disapproval.

Of course, there was only so much swamp diving and bird scaring you could do before you started to go a bit stir crazy.

On this particularly warm and humid, autumn day, the little stallion with the frosty rump went about his business as usual. He was sneaking up on two rooks that were rooting about the leaf litter when a reverberating bellow sounded out and rattled through him like he was sitting in a truck on a bumpy road. Needless to say, his rooks took flight and Ruairidh was left hiding behind a tree like a right idiot. Snorting grumpily, he trotted over, his thick double mane bouncing animatedly, �Beuy! Ye flixed me birds! Whars tha fire?� he exclaimed, halting in front of the sooty fellow who had made the call.

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the duller the knife, the longer it takes - By JAXON July 15, 2017 at 07:15:23 PM
- i'll be your knight in tarnished armour - By ruairidh July 17, 2017 at 03:52:06 PM

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Lagoon

The Boss

The Marauder

The General

The Companions

The Thieves

The Associates

The Soldiers

The Trinkets

Boss's Decree

The Offspring

Rules