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The Grotto

Disaster has struck!
Years ago, an earthquake broke open several entrances into a deep, winding series of subterranean systems. It was thought that deep below, underground rivers snaked their way below Moladion. Now, flooding in the Northern reaches of Moladion has proven this theory to be true.

The Grotto is almost entirely submerged. Many of the entrances are completely inaccessible, and those that are only extend a few hundred feet before ending in water. The lower entrances, however, act almost like a giant drain for Moladion. Water pours down into the Grotto's maw as powerful rapids and waterfalls, and large amounts of debris have build up throughout the area. It can be exceptionally dangerous to travel due to the risk of flash-flooding and dams suddenly breaking, but the Grotto does offer the most consistent access across the floodwaters because of those dams.

Note:The Grotto 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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slow motion murder
killing everything inside

She was disappointed to say the least and yet she would not dare vocalize such emotions toward her mother. Stella had returned with mostly minor wounds, the most concerning being that of her flank, and was clearly not victorious in her recent endeavor. And still, the girl could not find it within her to lose respect for her injured mother. She had obviously done her damnedest during battle and surely the other is more beat up than she. Frustration for this cruel act of fate overwhelmed the girl and so she set off away from the higher den upon the crags and into the caverns of the grotto beneath. Thoughts and emotions were raging within her and she wanted nothing more than an outlet for her pent up anger.

The cold air of winter bit at her flesh through the thickened layer of fur she has adorned - clearly it was not enough of a barrier. But she enjoyed the chill of the season and welcomed it gladly. Blue, gold, and indigo eyes search the surrounding area for any signs of a threat or perhaps something to tempt her further into a rage. Nothing. It was as vacant as ever and only the fresh layer of snow reflected in her gaze.

She continued further down the rocks and curved around a boulder to enter into one of the many entrances to the labyrinth of stone. Her eyes adjust quickly to the darkness of the tunnels she knows so well and her senses immediately begin to pick up on a new scent within the area. Bellatrix lives here, she knows, loves and breathes these crags and when something is new she knows almost instantaneously. Large paws propel her forward through the darkness, the light of the outside world shining down upon her like a strobe light as it passes over her gray figure every few moments. She moves like a wraith of colossal proportions, taking the grace and beauty of her grandmother and using them as her most deadly of weapons. Stunning eyes capture every minute movement as she goes along and when the white figure of the other begins to move, she easily locks on.

"Dare you enter the catacombs of the forsaken?" Her words are spoken dangerously as striking optics stare intently into the others own. The female is in Bellatrix's part of the world now - let's hope it will favor her this one time.
lucian x stella | lives for herself | kills for none | nomadic



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