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.

Intertwined by Thorns

I will be your demise and you're going to love it.


Enya's blue orbs rolled at his tone half tempted to fury and halfheartedly drawn to annoyance at his demeanor. In truth he assumed someone like him would have more personality than a dulled rock, he hardly seemed like the bold man she tangoed with. "I have no need for threats, Spots. I have questions, so please pretend you have a little personality. What is it that you require of my stallion and what is it that you desire? Surely you don't swing in that direction...though I suppose I can't be too certain." Rolling her shoulder in a shrug with a slight glittering in the eye. Why not press him for something outside of his object displeasure.

She eyed him in a lack-luster manner setting her gaze upon his face. Halfheartedly the woman debated how it was best to proceed and if nothing else she wanted to understand what made him tick. She wasn't certain if she even could to come to a compromise with the spotted man. With an ear turned forward she would consider his response. A sliver of her regretted not harassing the band of stallion here before hand. Perhaps it would have been more worthwhile than chatting up this particular beast.

Embers of a Dying Light
♥dante



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