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Glorall

Disaster has struck!
Flooding from the north has taken its toll on Glorall. The large tides combined with the increase in water draining from the Ruieze River has flooded the lower regions of the pack. The sandy soil, compounded with so much water, has toppled a lot of trees. Traveling is difficult even when the water is shallower, with the sandy soil below being difficult to find traction on. The daily tides seem to keep the level of flooding fairly consistent, too.

During the low tide, wolves may be able to move around the higher dunes (with some difficulty) but during high tide, the pack is almost impossible to safely navigate. Swimming is possible, but the risk of currants and surges from either the ocean or the river are very real. The island off of the coast of Glorall is untouched by either issue, although it is incredibly difficult to find your way there without being an adept swimmer with plenty of good luck!

Note: Glorall will reopen once 30 posts have been completed (or at Staff discretion). During this time, new threads will receive a 'Surprise','Disaster', and prizes. Glorall is currently not open for challenges.


THE HERE AND NOWALPHA OF GLORALL
Elohim

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Gods may bleed among mortals...


Dead memories of a Legend
Chapter I The life of Voltaire
Why do the others have so much difficulty understanding the power I have? Who I am. Perhaps they understand, but they are too afraid to even want to give me shelter. It would be an honor to offer shelter to such a mighty being as myself. Wouldn’t it? Perhaps I am mistaken. I have no idea. There are so many weird things in this place. I do not remember why it had been a good idea to descend from heaven to walk among them. Perhaps it had been truly a bad idea after all.

There are still a few packs to try still. I have been rejected from just one. Not even one of the other packs would be foolish enough to deny shelter to me. That Daenarys had been an unfaithful creature. I have to remind myself to send a little gift from the heavens for her. A thunder right in the center of her forehead would be enough to make her understand what she did.

Well now… I will try for a place I might like. A nice lake pack. Water is a power amplifier for me. I just have to always remind myself not to be soaked or touch water when casting thunders. I approached the borders of the pack and sat down, looking around the land, illuminated by the sun. It was a nice colorful season, this one. Quite annoying. Those colorful flowers made for terrible scene when I tried to cast a storm. Really. The crazy guy who says those happy colors match the rage of the storm is to be killed and removed from his eyes. Not exclusively in that order.

Anyways. I allowed my muzzle to raise now with heavenly grace. My powerful, deep voice would echo within the pack, calling for it’s alpha. My voice was very deep and truly unique. Even that was filled with an alpha’s touch. My tail raised. I do not intend to disrespect the alpha, of course. But I will not bow before him as well. I am sure we can come into an agreement.


Zeus

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