Misty Mountain is opposite of Rainbow Cliff. Mists hover year-round at this high altitude, mistaken by some to be thin clouds. Thin layers of snow cover the mountain, making some areas slippery and hazardous.

Some think it romantic, a place to bring their mates, while others come to play and romp. However, all must agree that there is some level of mystery and spookiness hovering about with the mists...

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The dead hunter
IP: 198.85.192.200

He had grown hostile, rough in his alone time. No more puppyish games with silly crushes. No more trying to prove himself. He was perfect, A finely toned muscular being with grey fur and yellow eyes. He had grown to call this mountain his home, Dwelling in a cave dug in the mountainside. He snapped awake as a fae pranced past the entrance to his dwelling, and with a growl he erupted from the snow, planting himself right in front of her. "who are you?!" He snapped, teeth bared.

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