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The BossGarmr |
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The MarauderKhyber |
The GeneralAlioth |
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The Companions |
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The ThievesThranduilTribulation |
The AssociatesAbraxasBlizzard Cahyr Cullen Iridium Luxor Tattoo |
The SoldiersEnigmaNataanii |
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The TrinketsAinazCanine Dior Eriana Pandemonium |
Boss's Decree"For every brother you bring to ourmidst, 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 OffspringFlynnrir (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. |
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Posted on July 13, 2025 at 03:50:54 AM by Saphris
Words began to leave his lips. She realized it was advice. He mentioned a mare.. Pan? That she should stick close to her. The sabino maiden trembled a moment later, feeling the smoky cream's nose leave her belly to stretch over the the sway of her back. Thrilling sensations danced along her nerve endings as he spoke: "She is my mate." The sense of urgency in his voice pulled the maiden in, dizzying her as Thranduil spoke once more, urging her not to tell anyone.
She found herself muttering that she wouldn't, the words only vague murmurings as she felt Thranduil's body heat stretch along her side. He spoke-- ". . I can watch over you, too, if you stick close,"-- but the young mare was distracted. So foreign was the sweet warmth that trailed down her spine that, caught off-guard, Saphris lost her balance. White-freckled hips swayed, blue fur of flank and hindquarter brushing against the pale flat of his shoulder. The two year-old's eyelashes fluttered as she turned her head away from the stallion, unable to look the cream paint in the eye.
"If she's your mate," her black lips murmured breathlessly, "then what am I?"
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- Such is the nature of evil [x] - By Thranduil July 13, 2025 at 03:35:24 PM