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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-lift up your head-

Zharkoís insides seemed to freeze. His breath did not come and his heart did not beat. What if his sister was in the falling snow, her ashed meshing with their in beauty and death. Kicked back to life his heart decided instead to race. All the more reason to go and to find her! But the air was too cold and the ice was starting to fall fast. First his fatherís fangs had chased him from the moors, then the fires had built a wall. Now the snow kept him grounded. But he needed to find Zafira, now at least to make sure she was still alive.

He looked at Amberís eyes with his own. I hope my sister isnít in the snowÖ He would miss her, at least one of them still needed to live.

At her second statement the boy ducked his head further. This place he had found had been out of the wind and the snow. Not a den but the rocks of the crags had sheltered him as much as such a natural formation could. There was a safety he felt in the solitude, he was nothing to anyone here. No one wanted to use him, no one loved him and no one wanted to kill him here. Maybe this wolf needed something, she just was not saying it. You can stay, if you want. The snow is not falling here. He said simply. It was too cold for him to go anywhere.

son of a traitor - no soul - no love


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