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The Prime MinisterKhar'pern |
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The CodebreakerAshteroth |
The GeneralClarity |
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The ThinkersBubblesFate |
The PoliticiansAntoinetteCanine Harmonie Hollis Saphris Sitara Versace |
The WarriorsEmersonKarlach Ryvar Titan Vogue |
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The TrinketsOsmanthusWarg |
PRIME MINISTER'S DECREENone |
The OffspringIslanzadí (Thranduil x Saphris) |
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. |
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Like each new season, Ashteroth felt change was coming. It churned in her belly as much as it ignited her blood. Since the nominations for the elections, the painted mare had gotten little sleep. Did she support her mentor, despite the difference in opinions the last few years? Or did she support the fresh blood that was Marceline’s daughter? Ashteroth could hardly fathom she had been nominated, and tried to forget that most days in hopes to keep her mind clear and focused. She had not nominated herself for Codebreaker either, but the sisters somehow still thought her worthy of the position each time. A call rings across the waking mountain, ripping the paint mare from her thoughts and she paused mid-stride. Ashteroth had already been making her way downwards, wanting to make a visit to the Commons and the sound had been startling and unexpected. But her hesitation only takes a few heartbeats before she is racing down the path that would lead her to the two fleeing the swamp. When they come into view, Ashteroth rushes past mother and foal, not bothering to give any sort of welcome. If they were running, the wild look upon their faces, then she would be the wall that stopped whatever was chasing them.
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