The Lost Islands
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HEAD OF THE PRAIRIE
zevulun
SECONDARY THIRD
castillon lir
GUARDIANS
jasper, micah, thames, lohan
 
RESIDENTS OF THE PRAIRIE
hirka, eira, aura
eirena, frond, aurelie, luna
mage, daire, vervain, claret
lior, hael, atropa belladonna
vernonia
name, name, name
 
CHILDREN OF THE PRAIRIE
eriana, name, name
*odette, eudora, *dolores
adira
name, name, name
 
ALLIES
ENEMIES
rafe (badlands)
evrain (hills)
sephiroth (thicket)
bacardi (forest)
mariael (arch)
tyr & oswin (ridge)
none





 
GUIDELINES

- the Prairie stands as a symbol of peace and prosperity among the islands
- anyone is welcome to live here so long as they do not bring harm to the Prairie or any of it's residents
- adventure and exploration is not only allowed, but encouraged! residents are asked to use their better judgement and not travel to places that could bring them harm
- the head of the prairie has final say in all prairie matters. the secondary and third positions are not able to be challenged for and are selected by the head
- the guardians take on a more active role in the prairie; they must protect the inhabitants of the prairie and go on patrols of the prairie borderlines and shore. they can welcome strangers to the prairie and invite anyone to live here, though they must inform one of the leaders of any newcomers or visitors
intuition as prophesy;



Micah


none

▻ none (x none) ◅


It hadn’t been long that he’d been freed from his mother’s overprotective, over-needy side. At first he’d stayed because he was a child, then because she was lonely, then because she needed protection -- but at nearing years old he was simply finished with obligations tying him to the same mountains and hills of Tinuvel. He had done his due diligence, repaid every kindness. Now it was HIS time. When he left and investigated the main island, he had come to know himself and the world just a little better.

He did not feel compelled to OWN and constantly battle to KEEP anything.
He did not feel compelled to COLLECT and SEEK.

He wanted to simply become more himself, to rest and live in a verdant place that didn’t chill a lonely beast to its bones every day and night. He wanted to simply eat, explore at leisure, protect. From what he had gathered, this was such a place as that. Open to those who would come to casually experience the variety of life in safety. He thought about the notion of a Prairie with flowers, rolling hills and flat plains with scattered trees where nature had seen fit. It sounded like a great open sky by which to navigate and bask in all that life offered.

When he steps ashore, the long oceanfront grasses draw him first, the ones nearest serving to dry him as he waded through them to reach the uphill prairie. He extends his neck, a casual rolling baritone of a neigh exerted and seeking the ears of a nearby resident or Master.


OF THE LUTHIEN PRAIRIE

▻ five years - 16.0 hh - andalusian mutt - grullo tobiano splash - cove, tinuvel ◅



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