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.

They're Catching Onto Us





They said we'd burn so bright.
We burn this city and go.






Normally the spotted stallion would feel small under the hardened gaze of a stranger. This equally spotted stallion could clearly pose a threat -- He was clearly well poised and more stout than Paradiso. Plus he was a stallion of the Lagoon, one of mystery and debauchery as far as Paradiso knew. But the young stallion was having a hard time dealing with these misplaced feelings. Argento just happened to be at the right place at the right time to see Paradiso in a completely uncharacteristic light.

Paradiso did not cower under this stallion's gaze. Instead he stood stoic in his presence, watching with some colt-like awkwardness as the other spoke in the wake of his aggressive performance.

Immediately Paradiso was even more confused. This stranger before him seemed befuddled, too, by Paradiso's display, but not unperturbed enough to return fire. Was this some sort of game he was playing with him?

"My name is Paradiso, son of Evaline and Valentine, from the Prairie." he spits back, puffing his chest out now as he stared down his nose at the fellow. "Bored? I thought all you guys did here was cause trouble. How is that boring?"



Paradiso
Stallion | Evaline x Valentine | Smokey black pintaloosa | 15 hh | Photo © Carina Mailwald | © Vinyl
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