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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the lonely one refuses to die. [iophiel]
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Climbing. It was in his blood and in his bones. There was something about Wren that was oddly attracted to surfaces that had their nooks and crannies, surfaces that presented a challenge that any sane man would pass up. On the rocks, it didnt matter what his limitations were. The physicality of it made him simply feel alive and well, feel like he could take on anything and everything he wanted to. Wren wanted it all, plain and simple. He wasnt sorry about that, and it made him feel so so damn alive. Not that he usually felt dead, just that it was a good feeling. It was a feeling that meant he was a real and valid member of the ecosystem.

The Crags. Hed looked upon them as a small boy, and it was odd to look upon them now as a man. Not a real man, probably, if he knew what a real man was. No, but hes no longer a child either. Theres something comforting to remind him that hes grown out of being an awkward youth. Those years had been weird, and hed disliked them a lot. Maybe thats why hed gone away. Maybe hed gone away for another reason. Hell, maybe one day hed be able to communicate that to someone so they could validate his damned feelings. Wren pretended he didnt need that bit, though.

He didnt need to pretend as he flung himself up the rocky face. Steps that alternated between easy and so difficult his muscles burned. That sounded about right. Burned and burned, deep down in his spine and his hips and his shoulders, muscles he hadnt engaged in such a long time. That was the problem, after all. When you dont use it, you lose it and yet it was like riding a bike. The process was the easiest thing hed ever fought his way through, but he was panting by the time he got to the spot hed wanted. A ledge that would have been twenty feet up, a view like no other. How he loved summer.
wren. swallowbane x calista. five. mute.



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