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.

what a wicked game to play

what a wicked thing to do to let me dream of you


The male that approached did not have a scent that lingered more densely about the edges of the lagoon; he was a minor male, but Fiero would take the time to humor the little thing. His mother had taught him only the best manners. With a Cheshire grin on his dark lips Fiero turns to face this Adolfo.

"Ciao," Fiero greets with a silky smooth voice, the edges of his lips hinting at a smile he didn't dare show. "I wouldn't say new, but perhaps to you i am. The lagoon was and is my birth home, so in turn it is you that is new to this delightful place," his voice takes a haughty turn as he stares down the other male for half a second and then sliding his gaze away as if he couldn't be bothered to meet Adolfo's gaze any longer.

"I am called Fiero." At least he was feeling nice enough to grace the other stallion with his namesake.

what a wicked thing to say you've never felt this way
fiero.
Son of Sicily & Rade
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