Susil Crags

Disaster has struck!
The Crags are a series of rocky formations with small caves and crevices throughout. Many of the lower-lying areas of the Crags have been flooded, however, with water pouring in from the Northern stretches of Moladion. Some paths have been completely submerged, and some are nothing more than a few rocky peaks sticking out of the water. The water is fairly slow moving but begins to pick speed up towards the Grotto, becoming a series of intense rapids and waterfalls as it nears the Grotto's entrance.

The area itself is still traversible. However, it can be risky. Large amounts of debris can enter the waterway, creating bridges at times but also creating dams that break and cause ocassional flash-flooding. Be careful, travelers! One wrong step and you could end up finding out where the water goes.

Note: Susil Crags will return to normal once 25 posts have been completed (or at Staff discretion). During this time, new threads will receive a 'Surprise','Disaster', and prizes.

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so deliver me from this

restless: i found your weakness

Despite it all, Ruvindra had always been (and for the most part, would always be) thankful for the aid Heyel had lended her even in her most weakest states. He had offered her a home and a respectable rank among his peers, and he had even listened to reason when he had been proven wrong about the beast Amir - or as they were to call him, still, Malum. In the end, however, she had always known a part of him could become a threat to her - they were much the same in some regards. They were both calculating creatures with the ferocity to boot when the time came - she had fed off his anger once before, and he off hers. They both desired power in the long run and whereas perhaps they had different ways of obtaining it, the similarity remained nonetheless. She knew well, though, that she too had suddenly become a threat not just to himself, but to his family and many others of Moladion. She had become a new player in the game of thrones. They were all enemies to one another now even if they did smile and flatter one another between clenched teeth.

His chuckle brought a light one to her, too, short lived as it were. As he spoke, however, she lowered herself to her haunches, her thick tail wrapping daintily about her paws and head tilted in curiosity. Her brows raised as he admitted to the rumors being true - honestly, she was surprised. She'd never taken the Angel King to be the sort to simply step down from the power he so loved but all the same, she doubted he or anybody else admitted that he was no longer King. Alas, she found herself still addressing him as such. Not once did the kind smile over her features leave, however, though her eyes narrowed ever so slightly at the silent jest in his voice. His influence had been something she'd never been quite able to obtain - she had been busy dedicating herself to her mate, to her children, and to herself rather than seeking the paws and hearts of others. It would be some time until Heyel's influence over others would expire and indeed it would be something she would need to consider. Still, she offered him all the politeness left within her and with a twitch of her tail, she bowed her head apologetically before speaking once more.

"I am sad to hear of your departure from the Crown but I am sure your daughter will do an exceptional job," she cooed, thinking back over the few times she had encountered Isola. She had been learning the Art of Healing at one stage - that had been something Tesseract had spoken about for weeks, the poor boy had near been infatuated by the girl - and yet Ruvindra's experience had allowed other observations. The girl was gentle, but perhaps the years had changed her - still, Ruvindra found herself curious of Heyel's choice. He had sons - strong sons at that - with all the fight in the world within them, why not them? "And what of your future, Heyel? Will you find yourself discovering new blood to train? I find it difficult to believe you will use such influence for mundane tasks such as babysitting."

She chuckled lightly, both amused by the idea of such a thing and yet endlessly curious. There pleasantries were short lived - as expected as it were - for no sooner than they had begun did Heyel steer their conversation in the direction she had expected. Slowly, her ears swiveled forwards and her lip twitch ever so slightly. They'd both been the type to get straight to business and yet she found herself detesting such a trait within both herself and he - it was obnoxious to say the least when the business end was not so much in his favor. Surely the Angel King would not like to hear that his fellow plateau dweller had attracted a rather large grouping of strange misfits, after all. She took a moment to consider, forcing her features back into their previous grin before she answered coolly.

"Indeed, you have heard correctly. It seems with so many left without a home, finding lost souls is an easy task these days," she shrugged, attempting to skirt around the issue at hand by the oldest method in the book - change the point of interest. What more did others love to speak of other than themselves? Or things in relation to them, at least? Why speak of Ruvindra's following when they could speak of Heyel's? "Have many of the Trenus wolves returned? There are some faces I have quite missed. Laila - the girl with that funny tail of hers - what of her? My son quite enjoyed watching her work."

Come now, Heyel, be swept away in the moment - forget your objectives. Let things slide - what could possibly go wrong?


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