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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Her emeralds never left his own orbs. What was this man before her really? She knew she couldn't run, though she was not one to run from danger but rather to stand and fight - No matter the outcome. She narrowed her eyes at him as his tail flicked behind him. Her hackles remained heightened as she brought her head up high, raising her tail. His expressions were hidden it seemed from her view, he was a mystery. Her jaws clenched shut tightly, yet her lips pulled back to bare her pearly teeth. Her questions seemed to bring the man to a pause for a while as he thought.

"Why, my dear, I wish for nothing more than your company. I have no pack, you see, no family, no friends, and I have been living within this cavern - my den, really - all alone. I cannot remember the last time that I spoke with another, so excuse my rude manners." The banded woman wasn't easily fooled. She narrowed her eyes again at him as he bowed his head to her. "I am Draven, if it pleases you." Draven. The name had a ring to it that unsettled the ess. He rose slowly and her orbs watched him closely and carefully. "And your own name? May I have that?"

The banded witch gave a small snarl before lowering her head slightly. "Well, Draven, you are speaking to Ambrosia. Iota of Abendrot and daughter of Halina. So don't try anything funny." She snapped at the last part. "Am I supposed to pity you, Draven? I do not pity. What if I do not want you to be in my company? Maybe I came here to get away from everyone and be alone. If it's socialization you want you should look for a real home. Just stay the hell out of mine." She growled in her chest.

"I wouldn't hold my breath if I was you, 'cause I'll forget but I'll never forgive you!"


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