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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take me back to days long past
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Posted on February 6, 2015 at 08:32:11 PM by reian



My dark eyes find a white wolf approaching from the front, and paired with his violet eyes he reminds me so very much of my Father. I almost lost my composure, but even as the moment passes us by I settle my resolve. There was a reason for my being here today, after all, and at his words I'm given to nod my head in my own hello as lilting voice follows. "Thank you, Sinclair from the Sea." A smile graces my features at my innocent amusement of my play on words, watching him for a moment or two before continuing on to business. For that was what I was here for. "I am Reian, and I have called you this day to ask you to teach me the best manner of fighting. I am not so heavy and burly as others, but I am quick and nimble and believe this may be of advantage to myself." I stop there, letting the words sink in before I finish my thoughts.

The Achilles might in fact only know of brutish physical aspects to fighting, and while I would not deny such knowledge I know that it is not for me. My body would break easily beneath anothers, and I know I must never fall off my feet. To fall off my feet is to die, for I know Romain fell off his fet and never rose again. And it will not happen again, not on my watch. After he might speak or I feel the seconds have been fulfilled, I let my voice meet him again the space between us. "I will be War Shield, second protector and leader of the warriors of our Forest. My brother was murdered in the swamps and never again will I allow my home to fall to such tragedies." Even as I speak, I know the dark gradient in my eyes can only darken.

I am a happy soul, but I cannot deny the small amount of darkness in my heart. I do not know that I have inherited it from my sire; I only know that I have felt it since Romain's death, and therefore can only attribute it to such. I know there is no revenge for me to take, but there is determination to learn how to be better. How to be the best and make sure that no one will ever get hurt again. And I find myself wondering how much this sea wolf knows about the ongoings of the packs and each dirty little secret they all keep. If I have surprised him, caught him off guard, well then I will apologize, but right now I am focused on my task at paw and if he can teach me or not. I do not think this trip will be wasted t all, either way.


FIVE ✢ TAVIORA ✢ NO LOVE ✢ NO SOUL

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