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.
a golden spark against the gloom
Posted on June 24, 2025 at 04:55:23 PM by Salvatore

Within several long moments, someone answered his call for help. An adult came into sight: a gold-painted male, much older than he was. His appearance surprised the colt, but did not ultimately provoke any true fear response. Salvatore had seen some of the few males who called the Peak home, if only from afar. Though his Mama and Momma Vo had discouraged interaction with the men, the dunalino had remained an incorrigibly curious colt.

So when the unfamiliar man asked if he was lost, Salvatore was unsure but unafraid. His brown eyes watched the paint curiously while he stood there, trembling beneath the overhang. The stallion's voice wavered between steadiness and a breathy affect, no doubt influenced by the cold or a hard climb. "Come closer for warmth," the paint offered, a smile on his lips. The boy lifted his head, ears splaying slightly as he remembered Momma Vo telling him not to approach strangers alone. But he was so cold...

Salvatore had taken a single step when the mare appeared. She, he had seen before. Always his sightings of other residents were from far away; Momma Vo kept them-- he and Khorvaire-- fairly apart from the Sisters and any other residents. The Peak Sister was a vision of dusky rose, but all hard lines in her agitated state. Salvatore slowly receded a step and lowered his head. Young as he was, he could read her body language; something was wrong here.

”A little far from the Lagoon aren’t you Cullen?” The snarl of her voice is harsh and jarring in the snow-muffled landscape. ”Miss being our captive that much that you risk my wrath after Garmr went through all that trouble to ensure your freedom?” Dark brown eyes landed on the older male, watching him carefully. The colt recognized the name Cullen. His mommas had said it in the night once, and it was the one thing he remembered before dozing off. If this was Cullen, what might it mean that he was here?


Salvatore


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        • INVALID - By loveinspired May 16, 2025 at 06:01:02 PM


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