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
This is my resurrection

Zurok listens attentively as Ayiana introduces herself, captivated by the softness of her voice and the vulnerability in her eyes. His dark eyes, brimming with warmth and tenderness, lock onto hers, his gaze gentle and inviting.

"Ayiana," he whispers, savoring the sound of her name as it escapes his lips. "What a beautiful name. It befits your exquisite presence here in this realm." A soft smile plays on his lips, revealing the depth of his admiration for her.

He takes a step closer, his every movement carefully calculated to ensure she feels safe and cherished in his presence. "You did not intrude, my dear Ayiana," Zurok assures her, his voice a gentle caress. "On the contrary, your presence brings a warmth and radiance to this place that has been long yearned for. You are a welcome addition to the Prairie. Fate must've brought you back here to call it home once more."

Zurok's eyes shimmer with affection and understanding as she speaks of her mother, Larka. His heart stirs with empathy, his soul recognizing the longing in Ayiana's gaze. He reaches out, his muzzle gently brushing against her cheek in a tender gesture.

"Larka," he murmurs, his voice filled with compassion. "I have not yet had the privilege of meeting her, but I can feel her spirit in your words and through the beauty that surrounds you. She must possess the same grace and warmth that awakens the world around her."

He pauses, his gaze fixed lovingly on Ayiana's eyes. "Ayiana, let us embark on a journey together," Zurok suggests, his voice laced with earnestness and devotion. "In this land of possibilities, I promise to lend you support and guidance, as we search for your beloved mother. But, perhaps, amidst this quest, we may also discover a connection that surpasses all expectations."

Zurok's words hang delicately in the air, filled with promises of tenderness and determination. His soulful brown eyes reflect a love that seems to know no bounds, indelibly etching a memory within Ayiana's heart.


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