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...



In A Grave You Dug For Me

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I was just a corpse you saw fit to drag around. She was broken for the last time. She was tired of being the play thing, the unwanted. She was sick of being nothing but something to fondle. Too many times has she been left in the dust for another. She had struggled for so long with her image, her self confidence. Only to be put down by the one she built up and loved. Morrissey. That vile creature. She came across him later on, he had hunted for her. Something had been confined in her bones for too long however, that night was covered in blood. His blood. She bad gotten away, his body limp and not showing signs of life.

Michaelangelo however, he had managed to try and fix her. An attempt that had backfired, he wanted his ex lover one night over her. So she left once more without a trace. And then Joseph... He used her. All for her will to please him. He made her believe she was his everything. That she mattered. No, he used her. He wanted her body. She shook her head, her nares flaring as she began to run to the only place she knew that held comfort for her. The Cavern was dark and barley anyone could find her there. No one even knew of jer existence in the forest. She was alone. She was broken beyond repair, but she refused to give in to another. Her pearly white paws carried her into the darkness, where she settled into a crevice to lay. A soft weeping came from her mouth only for a moment as few tears fell from her golden orbs that rimmed in crimson.

"But heaven knows Iím miserable now . . ."

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