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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Part of Me


I thought about this for a moment, looking over the lands vaguely aware of the girl still standing near me. I thought about the chances that maybe she is of Iromar. She certainly smells badly enough to be from some disgusting swamp. My nose crinkled a little at that, but I had to put it aside, for Saintly, after all she wasn’t acting aggressive or mean towards me. There was no reason for me to be just outright hateful back. It was something perhaps I got from my mother, kindness easily giving towards other. Unless they start something, then let my father’s teachings flow from me as a river just after a beaver dam falls.

No she was not deserving of such treatment. I never had a little sibling it was a blessing alone that my mother and father bore Saintly and I. She was younger than me, it could be told from her size and generally attitude towards everything. I liked that though, it was like having a little sister sort of. It was as my cousins were in my mind, black pelted and marked by angels. How was I to know the difference anymore seeing as I, a child from Heyel himself, was black as the night sky? Not to mention my never ending flow of nieces and nephews that kept popping up with black and red coats. They were no less angel than I (well maybe a little seeing I was directly from my father while they were a little more diluted so to speak) but they looked more like those self proclaimed demons of Iromar. My father says they are not really demons. Wolves like the brute Tobias were demons to him and that was more what I was inclined to think too. In all this girl before me was just another wolf of Moladion.

I see that she comes even closer to me now, at least her pelt is clean so I do not feel the urge to scoot away from her right after. What surprised me was what she said after that. She wanted me to find something better than these rocks? Well I couldn’t help but feel a smile creep upon my maw and a light giggle come from my maw. You know what? She was right! I could take any damn place I wanted to take if I wanted why settle for anything less than something that wasn’t the best.

Yeah, your are right, why should I settle for a kingdom of rocks? Where would you pick if you wanted yours? I couldn’t help but be curious. I too will think about my answer. Preferably I almost want to say Diveen, the city of Angels itself yet it is not like the amazing land of Trenus that my father speaks so fondly of. I know its gone, but I want to find whatever is almost as good as it. I guess that could be Diveen, but what if I were to pick the territory that it used to sit on? That would be pretty close right?

I saw her face change at the word heavens though, she looked confused then said something that pretty much confirmed my earlier suspicions of her origins. Surely Iromar would be the only pack having issue with being near the heavens? Well I would have to change that. I won’t be having some little girl be put down for being so close to the sky. For isn’t all of our dreams to someday take off and fly? I know I wish I could sometimes, even if it is metaphorical. What was more she said her parents wouldn’t let her be queen? Was I talking to another Princess? The Iromar princess? I am curious, perhaps it is my father in me that feels the need to shove her off the cliff simply to get back at those demons but Saintly and my mother outweigh this feeling greatly. Especially Saintly he wants to help her. So I will.

”Don’t worry they don’t have to know! It’s just you and I up here after all. As for your brothers… well you just got to show them who’s boss! Shove them to the ground r something? Or maybe get them in trouble so they won’t get picked! Not like I am one to talk… I will never be given the right to lead my pack. Which is why I am just going to find one and start one on my own!” I say with a firm nod. I wasn’t really thinking how impressionable she may be but she seemed smart sorta. Maybe she would figure out other ways to get her brothers out of the picture and hopefully without losing them like I did. I regret ever thinking that Saintly was a burden to me… It was like as soon as I did he was gone.

”Who knows maybe your brothers can be your biggest supporters like mine is! He tells me to do good all the time and backs me up with anything!” I encourage her, trying to get her to maybe earn her brothers loyalty for her to be queen rather than flat out competing with them. Who knows really I am not sure how the politics in Iromar really work.



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