The Lost Islands
CLICK FOR IMAGE CREDITS


Lagoon

The Boss

Garmr

The Marauder

Khyber

The General

Alioth

The Companions

None Druna None

The Thieves

Thranduil
Tribulation

The Associates

Abraxas
Blizzard
Cahyr
Cullen
Iridium
Luxor
Tattoo

The Soldiers

Enigma
Nataanii

The Trinkets

Ainaz
Canine
Dior
Eriana
Pandemonium

Boss's Decree

"For every brother you bring to our
midst, you may keep a trinket all to
yourself. She will not be sullied or traded, unless you deem otherwise. But should you bring a mare here without a new brother first, then I will consider her property of the Lagoon as a whole
and do with her as I see fit." - Garmr

The Offspring

Flynnrir (Garmr x Druna)
Kythri (Khyber x Lavender)
Solas (Khyber x Khar'pern)

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.

when you search the dark, you get dark things



"The Lagoon owns you." The words snaked into the sabino's ears, unnerving and infuriating the young female. In response, the mismatched auds twisted from their cowed splay to loosely pin back toward her poll. Protestations roiled in her throat, yearning to escape. Saphris wanted to rebel and tell him that she is of the Lagoon itself. All its water and darkness, secrets and beauty, were a part of her. Black lips parted soundlessly. The words died in her throat as the pale man crept closer.

The Marauder asked the question again. Gods, she didn't want to answer. She should run. Every logical part of the blue girl's brain screamed for her to bolt. It was a jarring juxtaposition to the sheer overwhelm of fear and hormones rampaging at being faced with a male. Unable to move more than the single shuffling step she took, Saphris relented. The word fell from the velvet curve of her lips like a stone: "No."




Replies:


Post a reply:
Name:
Email:
Subject:
Message:
Link Name:
Link URL:
Image URL:
Password To Edit Post:





Create Your Own Free Message Board or Free Forum!
Hosted By Boards2Go Copyright © 2020


<-- -->