Aplos Riverside

Moladion’s powerful, winding river...
Aplos River is a broad, slow-moving river originating from somewhere beneath the mountains of Spirane and feeding Iromar’s moors in the south. The northern parts of the river are known for their strong currents, with the water becoming slow moving in the south. The riverbanks vary along its course, ranging from soft hummock grasses to small groups of pine, and sometimes nothing but pebbles and sand. Crossing can be difficult at times, but it can be swam or bridged by fallen trees or boulders alike.

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GATE KEEPER
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She thought she was so smart, didn’t she? The brute gave a devilish grin as she nipped at him not aware of the evil plot brewing in his mind. It was so easy, too easy almost as she climbed on him nipping at his ears thinking he was helpless to do anything about it. That was until he became a breaching whale flopping about and unseating her from his back and sending her into a wild splashing wave back into the water around him. He laughed, low and throaty as she came up looking like a little half drown fox before he had to drive the point home, flipping her over lightly leaving her to flee towards the shore. He watches her still grinning from the safety of the ‘too deep for her’ ears perked and giving some sort of smug look as she turns around shaking her head of the water.

She looked so silly soaked like that, but still she wonderful and beautiful all the same. The moon was nothing without the sun, he depended on her light to fend off the darkness, for he had no light of his own without her. Such was how his world was, hinged upon her, it was dangerous and should she vanish he knew his world would come crashing back down to the hell it once was. She would never leave him though, not ever he knew this they were stuck with each other, fate had done them both right. Her teasing words were might with another chuckle, ”I learned from the best!” his look stared right into her very being before he met her he was so neutral and placid, but with her he felt light and fun able to pull tricks like this with utter ease. It was like he finally was getting some sibilance of childhood in him, and he was learning from his pups how to pull things call pranks as well. But revenge was coming and it was coming in the form of a large splash right in his face leaving him spluttering and shaking his head while she swam on by him to deeper waters.

He walked towards her at first until he felt only his claws scrape by leaving him paddling just like her. ”Well, at least I knew I loved one.” He bantered back swimming towards her though he wasn’t sure what he could do now. No antics really could be carried out this far and he wasn’t willing to push her under this far out. He swam around her peacefully for a moment just eyeing her wondering what her own little devious plot could be, or if this was her plan to enjoy a peaceful swim and not more chaos.

RAGNAROK
Victim of his Own Creations
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