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.
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Posted on January 9, 2022 at 02:31:49 AM by jaws.

JAWS

He was dying. It seemed to be right before her eyes that he was dying. Jaws was sick with the worry, and with the poor feelings that ravaged her head. Sometime she’d wake at night with a start, just to make sure that the ragged palomino stallion was still breathing by her side. She was shaken to her very core… and she hurt. Gods how badly she hurt. There was sheer anguish in the mare’s system, to the point where it became physical pain. How much her heart could ache, that it would hurt the rest of her system.

Rade had already woken up to start his day when her sleep broke for the final time that morning. Jaws slipped from their little hollow in the Lagoon, persuading the sleep from her system. With shaky knees, she moved to the pebbly stretch of beach held by the bachelor herd. If only this cursed fucking ache would leave her… but it would not be. The smoky mare figured she was alone enough, that there would be no audience here. She could allow the cracks to show, all the bad feelings to shine through. Though Jaws had done her best to stay strong in the face of things, the pain was getting worse.

With her eyes trained outward to the sea, the smoky mare allowed herself to break down. Silent tears streamed down her face. The only thing she could do with all this anguish was cry.

mare. smoky black. 15.2.
rade’s daughter.
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