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...

Refresh/Reload

Safe in my arms 'til heaven comes...
IP: 174.237.226.42


OOC: LOL now I got Oh Well, Oh Well by Mayday Parade stuck in my head. Oh well, how can you not? XD


Mizuki's ears received Hestia's question, but her mind hesitated. Awe-stricken as it was, she never expected Hestia to show her any concern, though she had sensed a warmth in Hestia's heart before. Same with Filius.
"I slept well. You, Hestia?"

And just as she said that, she witnessed Filius give chase to a hare. Mizuki felt faint as she watched him. She shot up and launched herself after him. She found him laying on his side, inhaling deep. She brought herself to his view and laid beside him, her blues softly fixed on his orbs, which had been dialated in the excitement of the chase, wide with dreams and determination. She smiled, already knowing the answer to her question. Though his body may be worn, his feelings numbed all of his pains. He was joyful, no matter if he were to have broken his foot even.
"How are you?"
Her voice smooth and caressing, you couldn't dip them in syrupy sugar to make the words sweeter. He was a fighter, a stubborn fool... but this is what kept him alive, inside and out.
She admired his spirit deeply. He was something else to see indeed, a spectacle to witness, and Mizuki was pleased to soak up every second of it.

Replies:


Post a reply:
Name:
Email:
Subject:
Message:
Password To Edit Post: