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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LAY DOWN, I WANT TO EAT YOUR HEART OUT
IP: 107.77.169.12

NOW SCREAM MY NAME AND LET ME KNOW YOUR STILL ALIVE!

A familiar landscape surrounds the scarred female, her paws whispering against the stones she used to pass on a daily basis. Her singular jade orbs searches for the source of so many voices, scarred visage pointing toward the sound. They could not be far now, and the white banshee had rarely missed a chance to watch one of these meetings. It was nearing fall, summer's heat stifling as it was. She knows full well what happens here, though the others had been more toward the middle of fall, this one seemed to be full of familiar voices. Lured by the chance to see any of her old pack, Jaidah moves toward the group. She spots none of the family she had hoped to see, but there were rather interesting characters about.

One face she did recognize, though hopefully the hulking she-wolf of Iromar would not know her. It would have been almost three years ago now, but a sharp memory would never allow Jaidah to forget a face like that. Jaidah remained at her customary distance, simply watching the ones who clicked as they paired off. She wondered about what happened to the wolves after this, had witnessed what occurred between Tobias and the black female who stole her home away. They fought without landing serious blows, and now ruled Asteraia as a pair, a deranged murderer and his bitch queen. She bristled at the reminder of them, lips curling in disdain and perhaps a bit of jealousy even. She would have been unstoppable had Tobias been hers like that, instead fate had seen fit to give favor to that black interloper over her time and time again.

She wondered if her own imprint matched her so completely, if he would be her equal in all things or some paltry coward who quivered at the shadow she made. If she had one of these so-called imprints, what would she do with him now that her ghost was gone?

There had been no sign of the wolf her heart had broken over, since his defeat and her exodus into Diveen, Jaidah had not seen the male who fathered her children. A full year had gone by, for her to stop living in the past, she had to begin her future. But, could she afford the weakness an imprint would bring? What if her phantom came back? Only time would tell, and in the space between questions and answers, Jaidah may as well seek a soul she may not even have. Provided her heart had disappeared with a ghost, she may have something keeping her going.

FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE, NOW NO ONE CAN BE SAVED
seven - free of chains - curses none - vagabond


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