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.

Where there is harmony, there is peace

She heard the cry of the mare ring off the mountainside. Her mother was resting (she took more naps than she used to these days) so she had nothing to do but check out the noise. Soon if may be her in mother's place or perhaps she was perfectly content with here she was. Just enjoying the freedom that the Peak brought to her. She felt safe here among her sisters.

The chestnut mare calls back to the unknown figure as her legs carry her closer towards them. The voice sounded feminine so she wasn't worried, but one could never know until she actually saw who it was. Harmonie's eyes glance up at the cloudy sky as she walks without much hurry. It appears another autumn storm was coming their way. Rather quickly too.

Finally, her eyes settle upon the mare ahead. It was unknown how old the amber tobiano was though she assumes she was close to her own age of five. The mare was at least no where near the age of her elderly mother. "Hello," She says softly once she is in speaking distance. "What brings you to the Peak today?" She asks like any good resident might. Maybe this was another mare seeking to join their ranks.

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