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The Lost Islands
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Peak

The Prime Minister

Khar'pern

The Codebreaker

Ashteroth

The General

Clarity

The Companions
Geçersiz None None

The Thinkers

Bubbles
Chenoa

The Politicians

Harmonie
Hollis
Versace

The Warriors

Starling

The Trinkets

Osmanthus

PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE

None

The Offspring

Ryvar (Khyber x Khar'pern)

Rules

• The Vulcan Peak is where homeless mares come to live as a sisterhood. Stallions may not live here except as captives or companions for the Leaders.

• Warriors keep mainly to fighting, Thinkers keep mainly to raiding, and Politicians may do both, neither, or act as diplomats. Members may issue their own battles and raids, but should generally consult the General, Codebreaker or Prime Minister for permission.

• All major decisions are determined by vote, but the Prime Minister maintains order within the Peak and has the final say.

• Elections for leadership positions will be held every TLI summer, provided the qualifying criteria are met.

• You can find detailed information about how the Peak works on the Rules page.
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Posted on February 1, 2025 at 06:21:25 AM by Ashteroth



Life was weighing heavily upon Ashteroth. Nursing not one, but two foals her first time being a mother left her starving and exhausted more times than not. Yet, she still forced herself to be active. To be a part of the Peak’s push to be stronger. Being a mother had not slowed down any of the other mares, and she was determined it wouldn’t slow her down either, even if her situation was a little different from their own.


Leaving Arkadi and Hrist with Gecko, Ashteroth had decided to patrol for a little while. The foals nursed often, so she couldn’t be gone long, but a bit of peace and quiet surely could not hurt. Only, the codebreaker was not allowed that. A stranger’s scent filled her nose, and instantly her ears laid back. Although not a lagoonie, as she could hear Antoinette’s raised voice ahead of her say, it was an intruder all the same.


“Take in his scent, Antoinette.” Ashteroth said as she came to stand next to the yearling, putting her safely between Bubbles and herself. “It is the smell of Tinuvel, not the Lagoon.” Ashteroth’s icy blue eyes narrow still, her glare as cold as the island the stranger had come from. “But he is unwelcome all the same and should be going home now.”


Ashteroth did not know the stranger was kin, though it wouldn’t be hard to guess since most of Tinuvel still carried the same blood of Solomon. Regardless, it wouldn’t have softened her stance as her heart belonged to the Peak now.


mare | mutt | blue roan tobiano | 17hh | bg image | frost



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