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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.

do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me *
Posted on April 19, 2018 at 03:41:12 AM by asp *

the coffin is moving

He had never had the chance to visit the Lagoon before, but his son had told him enough about it to paint a rather vivid picture. Desolate, shadowy, a shell of it once had been (for if the rumors were true, real vagabonds had once lived here--) everything that seemed to fit him currently. But he was not one for wallowing, perseverance being the key to any living thing�s survival. Still, it was nice to surround himself with something that was just as dreary as he felt.

He slowed to a gentle trot as they crossed into the Lagoon, the mud flying up and painting his underbelly a disgusting cold brown-grey. Eventually, once they were further in and Asp was sure they weren�t being followed, he let up on the mare and fell to a walk, drawing up alongside her and breathing in the frigid air. He let out a cough at the tingle of the cold in his lungs, having ignored the tickle for much of the journey.

The ear closest to her turned to focus on her as she spoke, and Asp bobbed his head.

�Don�t mistake my mannerisms for a lack of caring. If I didn�t, you wouldn�t be here.�

His voice was brassy and as he spoke mist spewed from his mouth, almost drake-like. He took this moment to step forward and offer his nose to the mare, breathing in her scent and offering his breath to her in return. Flaring his nostrils, the stallion let out a loud squeal and in preparation for the potential of offending her (most mares didn�t particularly care for him being so close so soon, unless it was a different season, but even then,) he darted off to the side.

�Kovah,� he said, her name falling from his lips like the leaves beneath the snow.

�I�ll do my best not to be,� he promised, though it felt like a half-truth. The most excitement he�d felt in months had been driving her to the Lagoon--enough so that he almost felt real again. But perhaps the Lagoon would rise to the occasion and offer something other than the same old same old; only time would tell.

asp *
six . quarter horse . red dun [ee/Aa/DD/nO] . stallion . lagoon . played by general grievous

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Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me? - By k o v a h April 21, 2018 at 00:06:13 AM

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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