Susil Crags

Disaster has struck!
The Crags are a series of rocky formations with small caves and crevices throughout. Many of the lower-lying areas of the Crags have been flooded, however, with water pouring in from the Northern stretches of Moladion. Some paths have been completely submerged, and some are nothing more than a few rocky peaks sticking out of the water. The water is fairly slow moving but begins to pick speed up towards the Grotto, becoming a series of intense rapids and waterfalls as it nears the Grotto's entrance.

The area itself is still traversible. However, it can be risky. Large amounts of debris can enter the waterway, creating bridges at times but also creating dams that break and cause ocassional flash-flooding. Be careful, travelers! One wrong step and you could end up finding out where the water goes.

Note: Susil Crags 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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Namaah HE LIKES YOUR TASTE;;
IP: 68.186.217.182





He likes your taste,

He moves through the crags like a shark through water, searching for her, wanting to see if his seed took. It is the same thing he did with Lurid, with Alana, every woman would have this male to see twice. Three times if the births were to be counted though he cared less about Alana's well being. Like Lurid, there was something about the shadow-woman to hold his interest, to make the male want to look after his own. They were within her now, he could guess, not having failed to produce his offspring before. It would seem as though many of Jaidah's direct descendants were blessed with virility. Half way through his life, in his prime, he is a creature to be reckoned with.

The single ear upon his head moved about as he searched the winds for any hint of her passing through. "Namaah..." Comes the whispered growl, jade rimmed tourmaline eyes scanning the crags for her black figure. Finally, a deep and resonating howl riddled with impatience sounds out from him. He commands her presence, and if she is the rebel he thinks she is, she will show up if only to shove his command down his throat. If she does not, he will catch her scent and follow her until he does find her.

male -- eleven -- single -- loner



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