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.

*~My Next Collison Course~*



Well, he'd gotten to take part in his first election of sorts in the bachelor herd. At least he was starting to figure out where he would fit into the herd. It felt nice to have a purpose again. Now he just needed to get some more spars under his belt. He wondered what other members of the herd he would get to meet. He helped put a new General in charge but he had never met the stallion before. Maybe his luck would be changing soon. As if on cue, someone called out and his head snapped around, ears pricking as his gaze landed on the blue roan stallion. The stallion looked younger but held himself with confidence and authority. Curious, Collision called back to him, welcoming him to approach. His tail swished as he offered a smile and a dip of his head in greeting.

"Hi, there, I'm Collision." He wondered who the stallion was and whether he was friendly like Cullen and Augustine were. Collision wanted to expect most, if not all of the stallions here to be friendly and approachable but he wouldn't get his hopes up. When he looked closer, the stallion seemed to have some battle wounds. He seemed kind of young for that but who was Collision to judge? Maybe the stallion was a good fighter. Maybe he'd even learn a thing or two from him.

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