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.
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it's not right; i just can't give it up IP: 188.8.131.52 Posted on April 2, 2015 at 10:13:31 PM by c o v e t
There were things that he had not done but had seen in the small amount of time that he had been back, and he wondered about it. Wondered if his mother's bloodline still thrived or if his own blood had run too thick in whatever offspring he had. He knows, at least, of them. Covet had never seen them, no, but he had been told of their existance. He wasn't sure if that was a mercy or more of a crime, to tell him and never let him see them. But it also was probably for the best, because who was to know what his initial gut reaction to them would have been? What he might have thought of them while still so tiny.. He had explained his thoughts to Malina the first time around and why he couldn't be near. Why he needed to be gone.
Maybe he just really didn't want to be here at all. Not while young and feeling that strong need to feed the way he had used to. It had shifted in a way, and Covet figured that it had always pushed in the direction in which it had finally settled. It doesn't make things better, but Covet had long ago abandoned the thought that he could be saved. There were days he yearned for a steady life and a family, to be able to keep it seperate from his urges, and yet.. he wasn't sure he would be able to do it. Covet had not been willing to risk it all those years. He had never let himself play in Winter games again.
And Covet certainly did not know how to deal with the memories he had left behind. Not only memories, but those that were within them. Not of his family, because he would find his siblings and adopted mother eventually (well, he did not know Enigma was dead), and that would be figured out. There were others that ghosted in and out of his mind on occasion, and although he had gone to Diveen's borders, he did not actually call or try to seek anyone out. It had simply felt right to skulk around the borders for a bit. No one there knew who he was, and yet they were such a rude lot anyway. No matter, Covet had never regarded Diveen as anything good. He had not understood why certain creatures had clung too it so much.
With the rocks was where he belonged, and if his scent was caught.. he would deal with it then. He just did not know that 'then' was 'now', and it was all about to come crashing down on him. She cut him off, and Covet slid to an almost smooth stop, trying to decide what the sight and smell of her brought upon him. His mind became blank for a precious few seconds, and then; "You should walk away and never look back, Malina." It's that same slick, silken tone as always. Covet knows she had something to say, and he figured that she would give him a piece of her mind soon enough. He had told her his reasons why as to going, what had driven him to go. At least, he had told her as much as she needed to know, and that should have been good enough.