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!
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just another murderer. IP: 207.216.107.218 Posted on October 3, 2015 at 03:17:11 PM by dieloch
dieloch
just another murderer.
deceiver
For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places.
Taking a seat across from he nodded his head, the seal pup as a whole could have supplied his family for some time but half would do just fine for now. The spring in Glorall turned out as fruitful as he thought it would, if one knew where to look they could catch the seals off guard. He did not feel the way others did about image hell his own body was riddled with scars of his past life, Dieloch simply watched him with little emotion. Prey blood no longer gave him a rush, it's flesh no longer saited his hunger, it was a different sort of flesh and blood that could make his skin tingle with the need to wrap his jaws around a neck and shake till there was no longer any movement. He closes his eyes slowly as he turns his head away from the kings feast, a deep long breath is inhaled and then released as he systematically removes the faces from his memories and swallows them deep down.
His attention brought back as the other speaks again. "Indeed, I have a wish to be more learned in the arts of diplomacy." He rises slightly to adjust his tail before seating himself "I do have a considerable amount of experience in the art of war, more gorilla style verses a finite style. But I do not wish to further that lifestyle" he pauses his almost bumpy speech, he could never forget how the band had treated him but he could not deny it either. If Eden wished to poke Dieloch would not lie simply for the fact that he was done lying to the world. This is not to say he would not kill again... he would just make sure he kept his dinner to those who didn't live in packs.
So far it was working out, "mind... if your thing is strategy then I could be handy as a spy... gain information packs... no one in this land knows me from a whole in the ground," his broad shoulders roll in a shrug "I could claim to be looking for a home..." it was true and it could benifit him in his search for the killer. So a winner in both hands really.
"talks like this"
dieloch | male | no bond | no woman | no home
of covet x fathom | no spawn | littermate to boleyn, half sibling to iscariot & melek
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