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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.

the duller the knife, the longer it takes


Jaxon
The duller the knife, the longer it takes


A single ear swivels forward as his call dies off, it reverberates through the trees, echoing as it bounces off of the trees that surround him. Just as the call dies off a couple of birds burst from the underbrush, he jumps back in surprise. A sheepish grin touchs his dark lips as he realizes they were just birds. Coward. The voice laughs. Jaxon stomps his hoof and shakes out his mess of tangled dreadlocks. Brother. He pauses for dramatic effect. "Shu'. The hell up."


Out of the brush, the sound of hooves draws his attention. Beuy, Ye fixed my birds! Whars the fire? Jaxon eyes the young stallion as he trots over. What? Fire? Jaxon stumbles over his words. He pauses, clears his throat and continues. "There is no fir'. The name is Jaxon and I am lookin' for a home." He announces. He can not help but to eye the young stallion. Was this the leader? If so it looks as if this land could use some help.


What a kook. The voice laughs again. Jaxon shakes out his dreadlocks in an effort to chase the voice off. "Are you the leade' of this place? He pauses than continues. Wha' is this place?

Nokota x Morgan - Sooty Dark Bay - 15.3 hh - 10 years - Lagoon


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