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.
all i ever wanted was the world
Posted on November 2, 2025 at 04:03:36 AM by Vogue

♛

"She belongs here with her mother, and you know it."Those words had haunted her ever since Vogue had spoken them aloud. She had stood and faced Khyber down as she and other Sisters had kept him from taking Ryvar (a girl she assumed was partly his) with him back to the Lagoon. The words played on a loop in the back of the mare's mind, because she was a hypocrite.

Had she not been keeping her youngest boy Khorvaire from joining his father and brother in the southern swamps? And what of her grandson Salvatore? His father lived among the Lagoon's brotherhood as well. Despite her reticence to grant the goons anything, Vogue could admit that the argument went both ways. If the Peak should keep their daughters, should the Lagoon not have their sons returned to them?

A call of summons from nearby spared the bay mare from raking herself over the proverbial coals any further. A huff flared her dark nostrils. Too glad was she for a distraction. Between the confrontation (and lack of resolution) with Khyber and the near-theft of Salvatore his first winter, the worry was getting to be a bit much to bear alone. Vogue approached the tovero Sister with a gentle bob of her exotically-shaped head and neck. "Hello," she stated with a soft formality, still unused to the Sisterhood.

"How can I help you, Sister?"

VOGUE


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