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Lagoon
The Boss Rutger
The Marauder Khyber		The General Tattoo

The Companions
None	None	None

The Thieves Acid Caine Kythri Luxor Thranduil Tribulation	The Associates Abraxas Cahyr Cullen Garmr Iridium Vadimir Wechuge	The Soldiers Alioth Enigma Nataanii Omnipotent Remmick Solas

The Trinkets Dior Druna Edith Eriana Pandemonium	Boss's Decree For every brother you bring into the Lagoon, you may have a trinket of your own. I will not touch, barter, trade, or do anything with them. For every foal you create that lives here in the lagoon, you must win a battle or bring in a new brother. If neither of these criteria are met, come them turning two and remaining in the lagoon, they are mine to do with as I see fit.	The Offspring Briseis (Carthage x Clio) Flynnrir (Garmr x Druna) Gersemi (Garmr x Dior) Gothic (Garmr x Dior) Phaethon (Acid x Sabah) Sadie (Abraxas x Mercy)
Rules � The Lagoon is where homeless stallions come to live as a brotherhood. Mares may not live here except as captives or companions for the Leaders. � Soldiers keep mainly to fighting, Thieves keep mainly to raiding, and Associates may do both, neither, or act as diplomats. Members may issue their own battles and raids, but should generally consult the General, Marauder or Boss for permission. � All major decisions are determined by vote, but the Boss maintains order within the Lagoon 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 Lagoon works on the Rules page. � Upon election, the Boss can issue a rule for members to follow during their tenure. It is up to leadership to enforce.

meet me there where it's never hopeless
Posted on July 6, 2025 at 07:18:28 PM by Emerson

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Jungle foliage stood thick around the black paint mare. Every inch of greenery served to shield the beast she'd been alerted to from her sight. Emerson's head lowered a few scant degrees after hearing yet more footsteps rustling the groundcover. There was a sound then, one the mare couldn't quite interpret. Mostly black ears folded back against her poll as uneasiness curled in her barrel. She was at a disadvantage here, in more ways than one, and she knew it. Thus, Emerson was caught unaware.

A black stallion leapt from the dense foliage nearer than she expected, his thin frame rushing quicker than she was capable of reacting. The tovero female squealed her surprise, shying at the male's sudden appearance. Fear came next as the black felt his yellowed teeth grasping and then taking hold of the flesh at the crest of her neck. Pain shot outward from where his teeth dug in, worsening as Emerson pushed herself upward on her back legs to wrench herself from his grasp. The action shoved the mare's neck and shoulders into the body of the attacking brute. Her hope was that it would set the male off-kilter enough to let go.

She would not fail. Not this time.

Emerson

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Lagoon

The Boss

The Marauder

The General

The Companions

The Thieves

The Associates

The Soldiers

The Trinkets

Boss's Decree

The Offspring

Rules