The Lost Islands
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Mazikeen
the hellfire queen
None
the king consort
None
the second in command
Vána
the populace
None
the second's herd
Mazikina - Orthon - Warcrime
the progeny
None
the second's spawn
Lucifer of the Dunes
Marceline of the Hills
the allies
None of nowhere
the adversaries
the rules
  1. Make friends with our allies, wreak havoc on our enemies.
  2. The co- and sub-lead positions may be challenged for by any member of the herd.
  3. Hover over names & ranks for additional information.
You're playing my game now.

Silence was all they had for the longest time. Lucifer had himself paying attention to forward movement and the mare's own. His bright eyes were opened wide, the whites almost noticeable as panic clawed at his throat. Don't.’ Came the mental chant as he moved, forcing himself to stay in the present. It took everything he had in himself to do so, but just as they crossed into the Dunes and her words filled the air, the black demon let out a breath and felt his whole body shudder.

“We made it.” He spoke finally, his voice louder now that they were in his territory. Looking back over his shoulder, Lucifer eyed the Desert before looking towards Teagan. “We got you home.” Panting out breaths that came from stress more than physical exhaustion, he set soft eyes on his mare before reaching forward and letting his lips brush against her cheek if she would let him do so.

Pulling away, he looked towards the heart of his home. “The herds still at the oasis and asleep. Would you like to walk back with me?” He wasn't sure if she would drop the foal now, so he wanted her confirmation before he guided them towards anything. “I'm grateful to have you home again, Teagan.”

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