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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they will pray, 'save us from this hell'...
IP: 69.40.37.21


& I'LL SAY IT'S TOO LATE
YOU'VE SUMMONED THE DEVIL WITHIN ME



Days and weeks and months had passed him by without much notice. The one thing I did notice was the fact that my mother had been rather non-existent as of late. I desired for the milk that she produced, my young belly needing the nutrition to further my growth and development. But her scent was fading with the passing days as the end of spring came about and I was forced to lap up regurgitated remains that father had come bearing. I didnít dislike it, I only knew that milk was what I had been raised on my entire life until now, and so this mushy, red stuff was alien to me.

Days seemed to pass like years to my young mind and so I do not recall when it was that I had last seen my mother. Perhaps it had only been a day or so, a few hours? There was no way for me to really know. All that I am aware of is that I have our cave all to myself now and I quite like the space; not to mention I am not being pushed and rolled around by her too-big paws any more. She almost rolled over onto me once, you know. Itís like she didnít even know I was there any more.

The darkness of the stone den was a comfort I had become accustomed to; though now the temptation to be among the others in the light of day was becoming more appealing as time passed. I did not realize she was there, my older sister that is, until her voice called softly into the confines of the shadows that were my home. She beckons me out from my abyss with promises of exploration, causing my ears to perk upward for a moment. I had always been kept alone to be with mother or father, never siblings or half-siblings, and so this opportunity appeared to be a rarity.

I watched her silhouette in the entrance of the cave, her ears standing tall and broad atop her head in a shadowesque form. The details of her features were lost by the contrast of the lighting and so I began to sneak toward her. When the space between us is diminished I leap from the shadows to scare her, emitting the best growl that I could as I landed before her face. ĒYes!Ē It is spoken after the growl subsides, an innocent assuredness in my small timbre as I stand tall before her now.




OF ELIJAH/STELLA | HIS TORTURE | HIS PAIN | HIS CHAINS

♔ nickdiazfan


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