The Lost Islands
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Lagoon

The Boss

Rutger

The Marauder

Khyber

The General

Tattoo

The Companions

None None None

The Thieves

Acid
Caine
Kythri
Luxor
Thranduil
Tribulation

The Associates

Abraxas
Cahyr
Cullen
Garmr
Iridium
Vadimir
Wechuge

The Soldiers

Alioth
Enigma
Nataanii
Omnipotent
Remmick
Solas

The Trinkets

Dior
Druna
Edith
Eriana
Pandemonium

Boss's Decree

For every brother you bring into the Lagoon, you may have a trinket of your own. I will not touch, barter, trade, or do anything with them. For every foal you create that lives here in the lagoon, you must win a battle or bring in a new brother.

If neither of these criteria are met, come them turning two and remaining in the lagoon, they are mine to do with as I see fit.

The Offspring

Briseis (Carthage x Clio)
Flynnrir (Garmr x Druna)
Gersemi (Garmr x Dior)
Gothic (Garmr x Dior)
Phaethon (Acid x Sabah)
Sadie (Abraxas x Mercy)

Rules

• The Lagoon is where homeless stallions come to live as a brotherhood. Mares may not live here except as captives or companions for the Leaders.

• Soldiers keep mainly to fighting, Thieves keep mainly to raiding, and Associates may do both, neither, or act as diplomats. Members may issue their own battles and raids, but should generally consult the General, Marauder or Boss for permission.

• All major decisions are determined by vote, but the Boss maintains order within the Lagoon 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 Lagoon works on the Rules page.

• Upon election, the Boss can issue a rule for members to follow during their tenure. It is up to leadership to enforce.

I wasn’t always a monster.



Rutger
Not until life chose my path.


Everything turned one hundred and eighty degrees. Nothing made sense. It all had a mind spinning as a greying stallion stood steady in the bog. His emerald eyes were twitching slightly. With each twitch, he felt his teeth rock back and forward as he ground them together. In his breast, his heart raced at a tempo he couldn't keep up with. Everything had happened so fast. It left him lost, but something else was stirring in his gut.

Turning his head slowly, Rutger listened to the normal sounds of the marsh. He could pick up the frogs croaking, the snakes moving over water, and birds singing. He could feel the tremble of marsh deer running over solid ground. Each time the other herbivore bounded, the stallion could feel the foot falls. As everything just continued to make a racing song, Rutger continued to fight the internal battle.

Shaking his head slightly, the draft male tried to right his sense of self. It was all combusting internally, but he tried. It was a fruitless endeavor, but he continued to fight. When his hooves slipped into knee deep water, Rutger was forced to stop when he heard, felt, and scented someone behind him. Flicking one ear back, the son of Tyr barely contained the white hot urge that ran through his blood.



Stallion ─ 17.1 hands ─ Grey Blanket (Red Roan) ─ Monster
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