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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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All Hallowed

are the dead really silent?

It was instinctual. No. It was deeper than that. It slammed into my chest and stole my breath away. She was everything. No. I looked at my daughter. She was one of everything. I could feel my soul conflict and collide within me. The need to be near them, to be near them both, was overwhelming.

I feel her instant fear tear at whatever just occured within me. Shame smothered the feeling and I lower myself to the ground. I had no right to scare her, I have no right to challenge her. All I am belongs to them.

I look uncertainly between her and my daughter. I know this woman does not mean Solstice harm and relief floods me. My two worlds would not rise against each other. I can see the excited smile on the pup’s face and I can feel a desire to play permeate through me from the woman. Solstice looks up at me, her head tilting back and forth, questioning me as much as she questioned the world. With a trusting look at the flawless soul before me I nudge my bloodline forward. With a yip of glee the little dancer ambled forward.

More her size than I was, Solstice threw herself at the tri-colored female’s body. Laughing merrily, she pawed at Psyche’s face. Everything about the child sang of joy and innocence. She embodied the life she had come to live. Her face nothing but smiles and pounced around the woman, trying to encourage her to chase.

“Psyche…” I all but whisper her name, my voice far softer than my growl and peace on my tongue. “I am Samhain… please forgive me. My giant body lowers further to the ground, going as low to the small woman as I possibly can. I submit to her, I submit to my child. My body is offered to them to use however they choose. My mass is an obstacle, a perch, a fiend, or a friend. From the ground I look up at Psyche. I am what she wants me to be.

Around me, the spirits laugh. The dead know the truth of me lucky misfortune.

lord; 5 falls; 41in/190lbs; fatelessXheartless; wandering ghost
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