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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His world is dark.. empty. Life is a concept that does not have meaning and yet there is an instinctual drive to be alive. To continue breathing. Sight, sounds, and smells are sensories gifted with time of which he has not spent enough to acquire them. And so he writhes around in this empty world as he searches for that thing which will keep him alive; yes, that thing that he now latches his tiny jaws upon to suck life from. It gives him what he needs, what he desires, and so he likes this thing.

It is now that some fractured understanding swirls in the darkness that he is not so alone. This emptiness is to be shared with the Giver and with this equally sized thing at his side. He stays firmly attached to his place until he can no longer leech what he needs from it and only then does he release and slide down upon his belly to rest. He is full to the brim with this life-giving substance and yet it only causes him to tire quicker than he wishes.

But he will be up again soon and once more he will feast upon the Giver, for that is what he understands and that is what he will continue to come back to again and again until he is strong enough to shed light upon this silenced void. With one final yawn he slips into a state of unconsciousness filled with an even deeper darkness, one where what senses he does have leave him entirely. No sight, smell, sound, touch or taste. Just empty. A hollow shell for what demon is to be born within the coming months.

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