The caves are where it all started. They allowed the first wandering wolves access to the land of Blossom Forest, and afterward housed the monster that had threatened the earliest of inhabitants. The heroes had slain it, yes, but in doing so had also closed off one of the pathways in the caverns, magic blocking one of the many exits to Blossom Forest. But over the years, the original spell has weakened and now the way is clear. What will not only crawl out of the caverns, but erupt from it? The caves now thrum with the ever growing magic wellspring as it spreads out into the land. It is from here that the first vampire of Blossom Forest was corrupted, and it is here that any subsequent vampire will be born. To traverse its paths is dangerous - there is an almost impenetrable darkness, and in that abyss lays many secrets - hidden holes one could fall through, weakened floors, and then of course there is the labyrinthe itself. No one knows what the deeper levels hold - no one has traveled them and survived to tell tales. Not even those who call this place home dares to test their luck by going in deep, deep, deeper. The magic exuding from this place has rearranged the lands - moving packs, changing the terrain. Here the cave looks the same but it is not - it is more dangerous than ever. In addition, outside the mouth of the cave the sacred stones that once stood erect in another place now stand guard. They are colored the most beautiful arrangement of jewel tones, and almost appear to be made of gems themselves, no longer the dull grey they once were. It is within them that all official fights must take place - at the Blican Orlege. Welcome to Drylic Cofa...


Abyssmal loneliness

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The brute fell behind, no doubt plagued every step by Hellene. Her form, though painted a different hue, was the same shape. Her vocals were of a different tone and rhythm, but they were the same. They were sisters, and therefore held the same scent. They mirrored each other, and so the fae understood what it was that he must be feeling. To see and to smell and hear one femme and have it not be the one he desired… it would no doubt be a great torment. That’s why she waited for him, patiently, at the entrance of the great cavern. They needed to rush if they had any hopes of holding onto Athene… but she would not rush him. He needed to get to this place on his own for there was a painful fight coming his way. There was still time to make the choice of whether or not to go through with it.

Finally he arrived and nodded, no hesitation in his stride, and led them into the abysmal darkness of the caverns. For the most part, the fae remained silent, staying close enough to the brute to follow his strides. A slight whimper escaped her maws as the ceiling sunk low to the earth, a feeling of claustrophobia overtaking her. She barely could see now, and what she could see was the brute taking up the entirety of the tunnel, crawling along and yet still barely fitting. A deep breath was taken when the ceiling lifted and she relaxed, remaining silent. It seemed like hours that they wandered in the darkness and Hellene resisted the urge to yet at the brute to hurry along for fear that they would stumble down a crevice or become lost for the rest of their times. But suddenly the brute stopped and she could see his outline turn to face her. Stop. This is it. This is the beginning. Hellene scrambled back a step but leaned over the ledge, her pupils dilating to peer downward. The slope was steep and would be dangerous to traverse but they had to do it. But then again… did they? There was no other place the timberess could think of so she slowly nodded. “Lead the way Zev.” Carefully, each step carefully chosen, Hellene followed him down the cliff, but even so she found herself sliding down the last few feet.

Looking up, she made an appreciative mumble. “At least we didn’t fall…” Peering into the darkness once more, she could just barely make out a light. “Is it that way, Zev?” Something was wrong. Something was so wrong. She couldn’t put her paw on it, but there was a doubt tugging at the back of her mind nonetheless. “Athene! Athene are you down here?” Her voice yelled through the cavern and then echoed of the walls until they were surrounded with her voice. It faded into silence, and she was bereaved when there was no response. No answer. Cautiously, she turned to look at Zev, only seeing the gleam of his tapetum in the darkness. “Maybe she is far and deep into the cavern and can’t hear us?” The femme could hear the desperation in her own voice but refused to give up. The thought of losing her sister for forever was unbearable. “Go Zev. Lead to where you went. We have to try to find her, before she... ” She choked off her words, not wanting to injure the brute with the end of the sentence.

||Hellene|| ||No Mate|| ||Aurora Borealis|| ||Adult|| ||*Azura*||


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