THE PRAIRIE LIR head
KVASIR guardians RESIDENTS the adults
CHILDREN the little ones
GUIDELINES common sense, really i. the Prairie stands as a symbol of peace and prosperity among the islands ii. anyone is welcome to live here so long as they do not bring harm to the Prairie or any of it's residents iii. 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 iv. 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 v. 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 |
Posted on January 21, 2025 at 11:39:59 PM by Lir
Lir's expression shifts by letting his concern fade, and then lifting the corners of his mouth when humored by her laugh. Her demeanor and the laughter she brought with her warmed the stallion. Too often it seemed his own inner warmth was sapped by the cold, harsh reality of life outside and now inside the Prairie.
As he listens, the stallion finds his ear pricking toward the sound of a somewhat familiar name. "I've heard of your father before, though regretfully I've never met him." It had been tidbits here and there whenever Thames or Lohan came from a patrol, nothing substantial.
The bulk of his weight transfers from the left side to his right as Lir waits for the maiden to settle once more. He had intended to introduce himself afterward, but the pretty pintaloosa beat him to the punch by asking for his name. "I'm Lir, the th- lead." He emphasized the last word by accident, overcompensating for the way he'd almost called himself "the third."
The passing of the mantle to his shoulders had happened only recently, leaving the title feeling alien in his mouth. It was all he could do not to grimace at himself. "My father, Zevulun, passed the title on to me." For now. Until the day he or Castillon
-hopefully- returned.
As he listens, the stallion finds his ear pricking toward the sound of a somewhat familiar name. "I've heard of your father before, though regretfully I've never met him." It had been tidbits here and there whenever Thames or Lohan came from a patrol, nothing substantial.
The bulk of his weight transfers from the left side to his right as Lir waits for the maiden to settle once more. He had intended to introduce himself afterward, but the pretty pintaloosa beat him to the punch by asking for his name. "I'm Lir, the th- lead." He emphasized the last word by accident, overcompensating for the way he'd almost called himself "the third."
The passing of the mantle to his shoulders had happened only recently, leaving the title feeling alien in his mouth. It was all he could do not to grimace at himself. "My father, Zevulun, passed the title on to me." For now. Until the day he or Castillon
-hopefully- returned.
Lir
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- whispers in the tall grass - By Lir February 8, 2025 at 09:56:27 PM
- There's no such thing as a nightmare. - By Dreamer February 4, 2025 at 06:02:39 PM
- whispers in the tall grass - By Lir February 3, 2025 at 09:29:51 PM
- There's no such thing as a nightmare. - By Dreamer February 3, 2025 at 08:11:33 AM
- whispers in the tall grass - By Lir February 1, 2025 at 03:48:29 PM
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