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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I watch as her face falls her, I cannot tell exactly what it is that she is feeling. All I know is she insulted my cognitive abilities and before was threatening to leave me to the other predators of Moladion. There is no bestiary of the wolves of Moladion telling me their facts and history, nothing that I can do. I wish things were so simple or I would just study it know all the patterns and things they do just by hearing the words. I watch her she looks almost conflicted over me, and I am starting to think perhaps despite her sudden turn around in tone and personality that she did want to help me. I am nearly as big as her I suppose it won’t be too bad if I come out. Still I am safe and guarded here and moving hurt did not sell very fun.

She spoke to me again offering to help me go home then she would never see me again. Well I couldn’t really say no to perhaps an extra set of eyes? Or bait. Whatever would happen on the short walk home. I decide perhaps I do want her help, perhaps. Maybe if she gets me home safely and with her word in tact I can have her invited into the safety of my Father’s Pack, Glorall. My tail flicks and I crawl my way out of the small crawl space my rib hurting terribly and my silver coat in a state of disarray. ”I suppose I could have someone help me get home…” I say then catch her name, Maeve. I think I can trust her… for now. So I will offer her my name in kind.

”My name is Vesper, princess of Glorall.” I wonder if she will believe me, perhaps it will frighten her, if I vanish out here and my scent is mingled with hers I know for a fact my mother will come out here and destroy her. I do not see a need to tell her this though, she will take me home where I will tell my father of her heroic deeds of helping her home while she was wounded. I was ready to go home now she just had to keep her word that she would take me there. Perhaps it is I who look the part of an angel but act as a demon to use others to my advantage?



Vesper
Royal Child || No Heart || No Soul || TesseractxCaligula
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