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
Fate

The Politicians

Harmonie
Hollis
Saphris
Versace

The Warriors

Emerson
Ryvar
Starling
Vogue

The Trinkets

Osmanthus
Warg

PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE

None

The Offspring

Islanzadí (Thranduil x Saphris)
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.
NIGHTMARE - Clarity/Emerson
Posted on September 30, 2025 at 02:04:52 PM by Beloved

OOC: This thread takes place in Winter before birthing season. Emerson is mentioned with permission from Sen <3. Allow me to reply with Clarity before anyone else jumps in! This is a pre-planned plot between the siblings.

Over the years he has found many victims to attack. There was one mare he quite remembers putting up a wonderful fight. She was light brown in color with vicious eyes. Just once he had found her and never again. Almost as if she had walked off the face of the earth. That was so long ago that his sights have since changed to new targets. There was the mute black stallion who he assumes would one day kill him. He saw true rage when he looked into his eyes each time he came stalking the Bay.

He too was gone. Beloved's dream of going down in a bloodly mess was gone in a flash. He grew older awaiting Cullen to make things more interesting. Now they were too old to do much of anything yet along take over the Lagoon. He was beginning to think Cullen had no idea what he was doing anymore. Pretending to like that mare, having another child at his ancient age, and even going in and out of reality. His brain was a loss. All those wonder evil thoughts dissapearing.

Bored was done playing these drawn out games. He had enough witts about him to know when it was over. The young ruled this world now, it was his time to step aside. It was his time to make a name for himself with his dying actions. No one ever know him aside from the shadows. It was how he liked it, but he wanted to be feared. Cullen was once the talk of the islands with his cruelty. It was time they got to see his shadow shine.

He would go out in a gorey mess.

The sun was just beginning to hide for the night as he stalks the lower levels of the Peak. He only begins to climb the mountain side when the light finally starts to go. There were two targets he could snatch from this mountain, but it was one scent he locked in on. He could still feel the places her hooves had contacted his flesh. It ached as if their fight had happened yesterday instead of a year ago. The Peak had saved her for a time, but she was no longer safe. He had found her.

Red eyes flash in the darkness when he finally finds her. Her black and white painted form standing there unknowingly about to be attacked. "Emerson..." His voice is a whisper in deep tones. A murderous voice holding intentions of violence. Beloved rarely ever spoke, but when he did it was always for some kind of effect. In this case to spread fear. Let her know she was about to die.

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