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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Limoira


Space. What a commodity. You would think, with all there was of it in the world, there would be that much less need to invade mine. But, no, of course it has to be the perky princess of playfulness that pops up behind me. I don't see any reason to really worry over her actual presence at the moment, but would it really hurt the girl to respect my space?

Apparently, yes it would. Oh, poor, pitiful baby. Can't stand being away from me that far? I'm sure you'll figure out something. Eventually. For now, I don't find it worth my time to move. This spot is warm, without overpowering me. I'm staying sitting here. So long as someone doesn't exactly get closer, then I believe we've reached a proximity stalemate. Enjoy it or not.

Golden-black stare to her glassy red, there is no emotion attached. No thought lingers behind. And I find myself perfectly fine with that. Thoughts get interrupted far too easily if there are others about. The fact of the matter remains that nothing about this current situation calls for letting my guard down any, relation or no. But isn't that typical for myself.

The only response to the imploring gaze is a few words that seem ready to leave my mouth. And a blink.

"Beth. Sit."

I may not be a "family" type, but I know a good thought when it crosses my mind. If any others were to attempt approach, then surely little miss talkative over here would give them enough conversation that I could think again in peace. Elsewhere, if plausible.



fallen angels at my feet
whispered voices in my ear
death before my eyes, upon my end shall I begin
forsaken, all are fallen, for I rise to meet the end

Baphomet x Ishtar




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