The caves are where it all started. They allowed the first wandering wolves access to the land of Blossom Forest, and afterward housed the monster that had threatened the earliest of inhabitants. The heroes had slain it, yes, but in doing so had also closed off one of the pathways in the caverns, magic blocking one of the many exits to Blossom Forest. But over the years, the original spell has weakened and now the way is clear. What will not only crawl out of the caverns, but erupt from it? The caves now thrum with the ever growing magic wellspring as it spreads out into the land. It is from here that the first vampire of Blossom Forest was corrupted, and it is here that any subsequent vampire will be born. To traverse its paths is dangerous - there is an almost impenetrable darkness, and in that abyss lays many secrets - hidden holes one could fall through, weakened floors, and then of course there is the labyrinthe itself. No one knows what the deeper levels hold - no one has traveled them and survived to tell tales. Not even those who call this place home dares to test their luck by going in deep, deep, deeper. The magic exuding from this place has rearranged the lands - moving packs, changing the terrain. Here the cave looks the same but it is not - it is more dangerous than ever. In addition, outside the mouth of the cave the sacred stones that once stood erect in another place now stand guard. They are colored the most beautiful arrangement of jewel tones, and almost appear to be made of gems themselves, no longer the dull grey they once were. It is within them that all official fights must take place - at the Blican Orlege. Welcome to Drylic Cofa...

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My Ears Hear Only Screams

Brave Soldiers Are Dying




After the attack on the cougars, the omega whom had been welcomed by a Queen, a Beta and a Gamma seemed to make something of his name. All females, the Spartan was seen as a mockery in front of the royal woman by her two subjects. Yet, he was quickly moved up from and unranked assassin to Gamma male - With a friend none the less. Azula, the woman he had met form the caves. The first place that the Spartan had seen outside of his new home at the time. He was used to the hard world, the blood and the death. It was something he was used to causing himself. He had taken the same job he had at his true home. Assassin.

It seemed like he needed the trip. To clear his mind and to find some sort of socialization in the dying activity of Abendrot once more. He still walked with a limp after the cougars attack, breaking his hind left leg. Azula was his only hope after that but he had intruded on her den when he poked his head inside to call for the woman. She had snapped on him, and he had taken it as a sign to back off. So he hobbled away. He still considered her a friend, yet he seemed to have put a small void in their friendship by that.

He sighed and his midnight black paws hit the ground, limping as he walked slowly through the forests. The caves seemed perfect for him, cold and quiet. He had managed to catch a rather large trout from the river on his way, carrying it in his maw. The flailing fish kept trying to get away from him as he went into the caves darkness, sitting in a corner as he set down his meal and placed his paw on it to hold it down. He began to eat, yet his rubies looked to a noise that caught his attention. His ears perked as the scent filled his nares. He swallowed a mouthful. "Azula?" He called out, faintly seeing a shadow in the dim lighting.


"One Spartan stands alone and shouts : This war is ours!"


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