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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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Posted on May 20, 2015 at 01:06:33 AM by [ s a b r i e l ]

s a b r i e l
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Sabriel doesn't know what it would be like to be a parent, for the times such a thing had been tried, nothing had ever come of it. He wasn't upset by that fact, he simply went on as usual. He was sure that he wouldn't be upset if Micteca never had any, and he wasn't. Still, the problem could have very well been him, but he didn't think too much on it. Micteca probably would have had a hard time with pups between them anyway, as she was one of the smallest wolves he had ever seen, and he was on the tall scale of things. Sabriel wouldn't have wanted to really risk that kind of loss, so he had never pressed about the situation. He just went on, and told himself that he didn't need a blood family. He would be happy with gypsies thriving again.

So far that wasn't going well, but he could be patient on it. He was, honestly. It was the life that he had chosen, and if he could keep to it, he would. For now, however, he was soaking in the fact that he could finally see color, that everything blossomed out from the pull he had towards the one female he was walking closer towards. She was smiling, good natured it seemed when he walked to her, pausing some feet away. She spoke, and he smiled back to her. "Hello. I was just wondering if you're doing alright.. and this might sound strange, but I seem to feel drawn to you." He responded, hoping that his words did not scare her off or anything. Or his looks. He didn't look normal, really. More like a borzoi with his tall thinness. It often concerned others.

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male -- eleven -- mate to micteca -- soulbound to none -- gypsy

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all our fears became our hopes - By anemone. May 21, 2015 at 05:35:32 PM
sea of [ colors ] - By [ s a b r i e l ] May 21, 2015 at 05:55:20 PM
all our fears became our hopes - By anemone. May 22, 2015 at 04:00:59 AM
sea of [ colors ] - By [ s a b r i e l ] May 22, 2015 at 05:02:16 AM
all our fears became our hopes - By anemone. May 23, 2015 at 11:11:01 PM
sea of [ colors ] - By [ s a b r i e l ] May 24, 2015 at 01:09:14 AM

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