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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.
where wolf's ears are. -Jabari-
Posted on November 30, 2019 at 10:28:54 PM by Ívar






where wolf's ears are,
Ívar
wolf's teeth are near.



He is here. Fenrir growls, his voice deep and haunting. Ivar's dark eyes smolder as the thoughts of his brother cloud his mind, he would make him pay in blood for his betrayal. Either his blood or the blood of one of his precious women. He would remind his brother of his promises that he had made to him, and if he refused his requests again... Ivar would make him pay. A wicked sneer spreads across his dark lips. Ivar now knows where his brother resides, He had watched eagerly as his pathetic woman swam desperately to warn him of Ivar's return.

"We couldn't of planned it better," Fenrir says with a menacing growl. She had swam straight for Björn, and soon Ivar would visit his brother. He almost felt giddy inside, thinking of his brother's face as Ivar steps from the frothing sea to confront him. Would he feel terror? Or remorse? He hopes terror would grip his stomach, and sit like a stone.

Ivar leans against the rough bark of a coconut palm within the shadows of the jungle, his tail flicks idly over his sides. He watches the other men who meander around, each of them with their own qualities that were in need of honing for battle. His dark eyes zero in on a loudly colored man, he was different than the others. He takes notice of the stature the man holds himself with, his muscling and the quiet confidence he exudes. Ivar pushes himself from the tree, and strides toward the man.

"You, what is your rank here?" he says gruffly as he eyes the man with dark eyes. He studies him, his dark eyes notice the lack of scarring on his hide. The man must be new to the ways of the bræður að vopni. The warrior looks upon the painted man, awaiting his answer. He looks strong, Fenrir growls. Cullen had certainly collected strong men for the Lagoon.


Translation:
bræður að vopni: brothers in arms

Ivar Speech
the voice of Fenrir

Icelandic - Smoky Black - EE aa nCr - Stallion - 14.2 hh - Dögun x Unknown



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