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)
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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 prophecy;
Posted on July 5, 2023 at 06:28:21 PM by micah



Micah


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His look of disgust at the stallion who had come to take advantage of his brother-in-arms makes him prickle and if he could have spat at the usurper’s feet - he would have. Exceedingly wetly, too. He despised the arrogance with which he spoke, ultimately dismissing and threatening and presumptively moving on in onto well lived lands. It would not last, so help him, his teal eyes carving imaginary gouges and holes into the image of that male before he had arrived at the well-beaten Zevulun.

It was his own fault. He had thought of Zevulun as a leader and brother-- but he would never have ended in such a place as this, in such a state as this, if Micah had been better about his claim of living in the Prairie.

That he overhears the story only makes him more angry at the other stallion in that moment. Zevulun had only just been able to come back, so seriously wounded. No. This Zurok was a thief and undeserving of this fertile land that had been a safe haven to so many, including himself. He would help Zevulun recover and return - a smile cracks his face, gentle and yet just a little strained, as Riesling makes her oath to also return the Prairie to its rightful owner.

Invasive interloper and bears aside, Micah takes stock in the three who gathered together and makes a decision; "There are safe havens to be visited on Atlantis as well - it sounds far less of a danger than the upheavals rumored on Salem. It may not be wise to take shelter so close to unsettled turf." He says this with caution, careful because he does not want to upset the proper loves of the one he respected.

"Atlantis is of course not utterly still - but there seems to be a lot of turmoil in Salem by comparison..." He eyes Zevulun’s state, "And you seem like you might only make it to the Crossing or Atlantis at best anyway..." He winces at some of the wounds and at the thought of any salt being soaked into them. "I will follow you, though, Zev. I know we didn’t make a big thing of one another before - but you never failed anyone and I can certainly get behind such a person. My help is yours, wherever you go."


OF THE LUTHIEN PRAIRIE

▻ six years - andalusian mutt - grullo tobiano splash - 16.0 hh ◅



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