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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A PUTRID MEMORY ROTS IN MY MIND.
IP: 98.16.27.148

VEX}
Tamed by no one. Pitted against no one.
Shackled to nowhere. Damned by fate.


Where the fuck had that bitch disappeared to now? It was not ever an occurrence that Vex sought after another, but this one was special, she happened to be someone he knew quite well. Perhaps he was a little late in arriving to Moladion after promising that he would be following her here, but he showed up, that's all that counts. She had blabbered something about overthrowing an empire before heading off on her expedition and Vex.. he was a little less enthusiastic. He spent his sweet time travelling, perhaps finding some sweet little vixen to toy with on the side, before he was able to cross the borders into new land.

And wouldn't you know that rumors were already rapidly spreading about her two battles with alphas of some pack around here. She was always a persistent little hellion, it hadn't surprised him much. So today he is off on his way to seek her out, his mind set on the last time that they had been together, sparring vigorously at home before their departure. It was clear that they had yet to pay off, but the hellish brute was sure to change that little glitch soon enough.

He was trailing her scent as soon as he hit the beginning of the crags, knowing well that it was her own and not some others that he was mistakenly following; though other scents caught him off guard as he began to near what he assumed was her location. There was a hoard of them, all gathered together in one little fuck fest, winter bringing out the best and worst in some as pheromones were clinging heavily to the air. He spots her, impossible to miss her really, the pristine white of her pelt like a star amongst the myriad of colors. "Well, well.. you've come to get off in this little carousal?" His baritone voice calls to her as he steps up from behind.


I am fighting with guts for no glory
To make my place down here;
I am fighting with guts for no glory
With broken bones, sutures and bruises


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