Glorall

Disaster has struck!
Flooding from the north has taken its toll on Glorall. The large tides combined with the increase in water draining from the Ruieze River has flooded the lower regions of the pack. The sandy soil, compounded with so much water, has toppled a lot of trees. Traveling is difficult even when the water is shallower, with the sandy soil below being difficult to find traction on. The daily tides seem to keep the level of flooding fairly consistent, too.

During the low tide, wolves may be able to move around the higher dunes (with some difficulty) but during high tide, the pack is almost impossible to safely navigate. Swimming is possible, but the risk of currants and surges from either the ocean or the river are very real. The island off of the coast of Glorall is untouched by either issue, although it is incredibly difficult to find your way there without being an adept swimmer with plenty of good luck!

Note: Glorall will reopen once 30 posts have been completed (or at Staff discretion). During this time, new threads will receive a 'Surprise','Disaster', and prizes. Glorall is currently not open for challenges.


THE HERE AND NOWALPHA OF GLORALL
Elohim

Return to Lunar Children
= Here De Angels = (Eden)
IP: 124.168.171.243

&Hadrian.
Kane x Isola

Question 1: Where did they build Hadrian’s Wall?


I had managed to haul my little deerskin bag all the way down the ravine, stopping to tidy and scoop up any item that fell out of my medical kit as I want, the rough terrain hardly making the job easy as my ashen grey form stumbled along the way. It was fortunate I suppose that I had such long legs and a tall, muscular frame, my white underside flashing in the sun as I moved- a stark contrast to the almost black of my rough all littered with red like embers in the night sky- the only grey child of Isola and Kane, far better suited to be a warrior, or so everyone said- built to balance speed and power- tall and toned and graceful and yet….I had always been drawn to the healing arts. Meryl was my mentor and for that he would forever hold my respect, he was the greatest of healers after all, though how a son of Uncle Azrael went on to be such…calm I will never know. I only know he is considered the greatest and that I in turn, his apprentice, am ready to make a name for myself elsewhere. I have no really problem with this so-called Huffy King as most seem to refer to him as now (hardly a manly title though really) I agree with cousin Hyrule there but….loyalty is strong in our family, I was a Prince of Diveen and I will not honour someone who disrespects my brother by refusing to allow him to exist in the pack he was born in merely because the new Alpha has delicate feelings. Maybe…if there was some other reason for his victory I could have stayed. I love Diveen and I always will- but if my family will not bow to a false King, then neither will I. I have nothing against him and I hold nothing against him- such is life and it does not interfere with my healing practices- but….to act as he did against Guardian and Achilles….when they did nothing? I won’t abide a King like that, a King that holds no fairness.

So it was to Glorall I went- to Cousin Eden, at least, I think he is my Cousin, no one really knows and I suppose I don’t really care either way. Azrael had moved to Taviora, Elijah had gone to Asteraia, most had followed Mother and Father to Spirane. He would be well cared for there, that I knew- so my talents were not needed for Meryl had travelled with them. I hadn’t seen Cousin Eden in a long time, but that hardly mattered, family was family right? He was blood, his pack wasn’t to large so I figured…maybe there was a place for me there. I paused on the border line, dropping my little bag beside me, eyes of deep violet and ringed orange scanning the land before me. I’d never gathered plants from the ocean before- hmm, I wonder what new things I could create with them! Alright, so I am not a very conventional healer. I believe in experimenting, in being daring, in trying things that gave Meryl heart attacks more often then not and yet…there were some potions only I had, some secrets only I knew- some medicines only I could make because I invented them and I am damn well better then any other healer out there. Eden would be lucky to have me- I’m sure.

I let my lips part, calling for Eden and Eden alone, tail flicking lightly as I sat- waiting for my Cousin to show.



That’s easy;
around Hadrian’s Garden.
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