The Grotto

Disaster has struck!
Years ago, an earthquake broke open several entrances into a deep, winding series of subterranean systems. It was thought that deep below, underground rivers snaked their way below Moladion. Now, flooding in the Northern reaches of Moladion has proven this theory to be true.

The Grotto is almost entirely submerged. Many of the entrances are completely inaccessible, and those that are only extend a few hundred feet before ending in water. The lower entrances, however, act almost like a giant drain for Moladion. Water pours down into the Grotto's maw as powerful rapids and waterfalls, and large amounts of debris have build up throughout the area. It can be exceptionally dangerous to travel due to the risk of flash-flooding and dams suddenly breaking, but the Grotto does offer the most consistent access across the floodwaters because of those dams.

Note:The Grotto 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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HELIOS
I've shattered an empire; brought kings to their knees

He had grown to become a formidable beast - his scars from war and personal battles accentuated his facial features and created a ruggedly handsome canvas. Perhaps he had not achieved such great things as his father before him had, but that would not stop the true demon child from rising to such high expectations later in his life, now as good as any time.

Helios was a creature built for power, stamina, and cunning; a natural weapon for destruction that should be recognized by all. Though he rarely felt the need to exert such energy for these miscreant whims - to be honest, he could be quite lazy about being his badass self. Today was nothing different from that fact. He rather liked lazing around all day when he so pleased and to be a wolf of no social ties, he had all of the time in his life to do such. Yes, he enjoyed days like this where he would lay in his favorite spot and observe all around him - or perhaps nap. He had no reason to fear that another would be so foolish to attack him, for who in their right mind would do such a thing to someone of his caliber, and thus he would rest wherever he deemed comfortable enough for his massive form. Arrogant and maybe a bit unwise, himself, but he did not give a care in the world. The grotto was to be gifted with his presence on this day for that very reason.

Smoothly, he jogged from the surrounding area with ennui in his black and red gaze. It was warm and with all of this fur, he was likely to pass out from all of the heat his body was trying to keep. His tongue lolled lazily out of his mouth in a pant as he moved, his eyes set on the cavern entrance that reminded him so much of a home he had ages ago. This could possibly become his place to call his own as well if he so chose to do so, there was no one else to stop him if he made an attempt. And so with a few long strides he was entering into the tunnel, feeling relief instantaneously from the cool of the shade and the chill ebbing from the rocks themselves.

He continued further into the caves without regard for any others before yawning and finding a suitable place to lay near a small pool of water; this could do quite nicely for the time being anyway. As if he were at home in Mirovis, he stretched his large body out laterally and relished in the cold from the rock that he now began to drift into sleep upon.

♂ - eight - conquered none - banished none - vagabond
BRINGER OF WAR
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