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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 August 10, 2015 at 01:41:45 AM by Kane

Somehow I knew I would find her here. After the ordeal at Heyel's funeral, I decided to seek her out, wanting to see my own family if only to feel that strong bond again. I somehow knew Devil was there even as I embraced Isola and nuzzled each of my children as they went up to say their piece. I glanced back to see him there at the funeral and yet somehow he seemed so much farther away from me than he appeared, like his body was there but his mind was somewhere else. The thought troubled me enough that I didn't want to approach him at the funeral and he had a look in his eyes like he didn't really want to be bothered and so I left him alone. I had enough to keep me preoccupied, nodding in greeting to everyone who came and clinging closely to Isola for both her and my own comfort.

But now I am in need of something different and something tells me I need to go to the grotto. Of course that's usually the last place I want to go because I know who has chosen to live there. My father. But I know he won't be here and at least not yet and so I feel it's safe to seek out the darkness of the caverns. The moment I step inside, I can smell her and I know I've chosen right. I haven't seen my sister since we parted ways leaving Diveen. As I dragged myself to Spirane to be with my mate and children, she chose to go with Elijah and her own brood to Asteraia. I don't hold it against her or anything. She deserved her own fate and I did tell her to make her own. I expect her to know I'll hold her to it.

Even as I see her shadowed form up ahead, I lower my head and venture closer. My eyes are bright in the moonlight that filters through the caverns but the rest of me is more rugged than she may remember. I've healed almost completely from my fight with Covet but my spirit fights even harder to be what it once was. I see her back in the darkness and I stop, my voice a low whisper. "Stella." One word. I know somehow that she'll respond as she sees fit.

Kane.male.fourteen years.39in.190#.bound forever to Isola.fated to Sinopa.father to many.Diveen

Replies:

we are the disease - By stella September 2, 2015 at 01:18:20 PM
*~ washed up but not forgotten ~* - By Kane September 4, 2015 at 01:44:45 AM
they used to shout my name - By stella October 19, 2015 at 01:22:12 AM
*~ washed up but not forgotten ~* - By Kane October 22, 2015 at 01:24:38 PM

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