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
Saphris
Versace
Vogue

The Warriors

Emerson
Ryvar
Starling

The Trinkets

Osmanthus

PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE

None

The Offspring

Karlach(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.
meet me there where it's never hopeless
Posted on July 17, 2025 at 10:19:47 PM by Emerson

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Emerson blinked solemnly at the returning question, closing her eyes and turning away. She forced herself to take a deep breath. If she could get this out without falling apart, then they would be that much closer to freeing Saphris. If she could just keep it together.. Guilt surged through Emerson, making the black tovero waver as tears threatened to spill. Who would protect her daughter from the men this season, she wondered balefully. The mare despaired to think of the stallions who might use the young girl's naivety against her. She shuddered to guess if Saphris would be able to escape untouched before the Peak could get her out. "Tell me about her, and tell me about you," asked the Peak Sister.

The paint took another deep, steadying breath. She focused on the sensation of her lungs filling with air, then the expanding of her ribs. Slowly, Emerson counted in her head. One.. Two.. Three. "My daughter's name is Saphris. Her coat is blue, speckled with black and white." She'd been so little once. The tovero could still see her little baby giggling at a butterfly twirling in the air around her. "And I am Emerson. I came to the islands years ago by chance with my brothers, Martyr and Tribulation." The latter soured the taste in her mouth. That was a whole other problem.

Emerson


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