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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save your breath...you'll need it for when i tear you limb from limb

The summer heat was near sweltering this time of year, and the moors were no exception. If anything they might be one of the least enjoyable territories during the summer months. The low lying lands provided little relief from the temperatures, the water turning warm and somewhat stagnant and a breeding ground for all kinds of pesky insects. The lands also had few trees to speak of and don’t even get him started on the humidity! All in all it should come as no surprise that he decides to escape the confines of the moorlands for the cool relief of the waterfalls that poured over the rocks just to the north in the Crags. Large, crimson paws carry him swiftly over the borders he so vigilantly protected and into the free lands, his bulky form carried with the surprising grace of his sweeping gait.

He is power personified, the rippling of his generous muscles visible beneath his brilliant coat as it catches the afternoon sun. He trains daily, as he had every day of his life, and it shows in the effortless way he simply exudes presence. He is almost to his destination, he can hear the running water just ahead beyond the rocks, when a long, wavering howl resonates over the rocks as an open invitation to anyone within earshot to go to… the waterfalls. He stops midstride, plush ears rotating outwards as he growls softly to himself in aggravation. The large wolf is not what most anyone would call social, preferring his solitary lifestyle and mingling with his pack only when truly necessary, which is why he was less than thrilled that his quiet afternoon was apparently going to be much less quiet than he imagined.

With a hefty sigh his shook his large head before leaping easily from rock to rock, climbing the last few feet until he looked down upon the pools below which were already beginning to fill up with those answering the call. For a moment he simply watches them, his intense emerald eyes watching them all pour over the landscape in surprising numbers. With a final shake of his white marked head he leaps from his perch, landing with a sturdy splash in the cool water. He paces silently on the outskirts of the group until he reaches the bubbling waterfalls that were still running quite well. Without further ado he promptly ducks himself under the rushing water, allowing the soothing sound to block out the rest of the world for a few moments before he reemerges. With a swift shake, not quite caring who might get wet in the process, he shakes the excess water from his pelt before moving to the far side of the group, content just to watch…and wait.

male - 40in - 170lbs - eight - no heart - no soul - bound to iromar
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