The caves are where it all started. They allowed the first wandering wolves access to the land of Blossom Forest, and afterward housed the monster that had threatened the earliest of inhabitants. The heroes had slain it, yes, but in doing so had also closed off one of the pathways in the caverns, magic blocking one of the many exits to Blossom Forest. But over the years, the original spell has weakened and now the way is clear. What will not only crawl out of the caverns, but erupt from it? The caves now thrum with the ever growing magic wellspring as it spreads out into the land. It is from here that the first vampire of Blossom Forest was corrupted, and it is here that any subsequent vampire will be born. To traverse its paths is dangerous - there is an almost impenetrable darkness, and in that abyss lays many secrets - hidden holes one could fall through, weakened floors, and then of course there is the labyrinthe itself. No one knows what the deeper levels hold - no one has traveled them and survived to tell tales. Not even those who call this place home dares to test their luck by going in deep, deep, deeper. The magic exuding from this place has rearranged the lands - moving packs, changing the terrain. Here the cave looks the same but it is not - it is more dangerous than ever. In addition, outside the mouth of the cave the sacred stones that once stood erect in another place now stand guard. They are colored the most beautiful arrangement of jewel tones, and almost appear to be made of gems themselves, no longer the dull grey they once were. It is within them that all official fights must take place - at the Blican Orlege. Welcome to Drylic Cofa...


You ADOPTED Darkness; I was BORN into it.

You merely adopted Darkness; I was Born into it.

Tonight the creature marked forever as a Monster was moving towards hallowed grounds of the Cavern. This was her sanctuary. Here she could roam where it was always cool and dark, a place where light feared to tread. For long periods of time she stayed within the maze of tunnels walking through them as if she owned the place. Very few dared to tread at the open gates of Hell and she was one of the few that knew most about this place. She could enter one open gaping mouth and travel down through the twists and turns and find her way to the other side of the cavern. It was the perfect place to hide should she be followed and yet none seemed to attempt such a foolish thing. Here in blossom she was unknown. No one knew of the murderess that stalked through the shadows taking down wolves here and there. No one knew her name. It is difficult to fear something that does not have a name. The only ones that knew what she was capable of were the ones that were connected to the victims.

Inhaling the air deeply her eyes would close as she felt her scarred form begin to relax. Quietly she moved closer to one of the ledges that allowed her the opportunity to see everything below. Emerald gem like optics watched those other figurines move as her own body slid down to the ground. These moments alone by herself were when she only got peace. A short sigh escaped the charred lips when the monster's skull dipped down to rest on her forlegs.
3 years | No home | Fae | No Mate


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