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;
Posted on November 21, 2022 at 04:47:40 PM by micah



Micah


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He looks up as a returning whinny tells him he has been heard - but it is not welcoming him in, so he does not press towards the sound. If he hoped to make this place home, he ought to abide by the rules right out of the gate. He needn’t have thought about it, the cresting of a couple horses. "Hello--"

"Hi!" He slips his eyes back and forth, chuckling at the perky interruption to the other stallion’s greetings. "Hello, there."

"Welcome to the Prairie. I’m Zevulun, the lead. This is my daughter Sidra and this is my son-" another interruption, "Castillon." The little gathering was suddenly a bit more lively and he feels warmed by the company. It had been a big deal, living as long with only his mother as he had done, to be out and about with those he did not yet know. "I am Micah, it is nice to meet you all." Not a complex greeting, no mention of his heritage or origins, but he likes it that way. No reason to favor or dismiss him if they didn’t know to whom he belonged.

"What brings you to our home?"

He does not square up, persay, but he adjusts his posture - "I heard that you welcome everyone here. I haven’t had a life of my own until now and I was hoping you could see fit to let me join up. I don’t have much experience except in patrolling - but I can handle myself if I have to and I will get better with some experience." He tilts his star streaked face, "I just need a new purpose while I figure out who I am, if you can spare the room.".


OF THE LUTHIEN PRAIRIE

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



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