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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Obedience.

It is something the beast is used to though he himself is far from such a thing. The pearly dame before him, however, is not as rebellious as he, lowering her head to bite from his meal that he no longer hungers for. How creepy he must appear, deep, crimson tinted irises bearing down on her unwavering. His intensity so strong it could block out the sun even on the hottest of days. Her words of appreciation illicit a simple nod from the Blood King.

Inside her grows the spawn of another and i would be a liar if i didnít mention that this disgusted the crazed one. Her womb has been tainted and of no use to him and although he detests being around a marked female, the barbarian was curious about the dimly lit fire within her unusually colored eyes.

And then it comes.
The confirmation of her unhappiness at this impregnation.

He has seen a face like hers before on his very own mother. Before her death, she bore the face of anger and pain, confusion as to why, and the burden of taking care of things that werenít wanted to begin with that this dame carries now, though she attempts to hide it. But the beast was not here for comfort, not in the least for he is incapable of such a thing. Even those nights when his mother would be tormented by nightmares and crying in her sleep keeping him awake he remained stoic and unmoved, assuming it was her fault.

It almost made him angry with her, for regretting the life she gave to him and for that reason he shed no tears upon the day of her death.

Gul rises out of his sitting position, drawing close to her as gaze leaves her face and fixating upon her belly. His massive head lowers, nose pressing gentle into her stomach as he inhales deeply. The scent strikes him in the face, the thick musk of the cause of her pain eliciting a low, intensifying growl. He stores the aroma within his mind, allowing his shoulders to roll as he calms himself. It isnít the babies and the dameís pain that causes such a response, he cannot stand males in general. The musk of another was enough to almost draw out the monster he keeps dormant inside.

He turns from her, gathering himself before turning back to face her. He can feel the heat flow from her in waves, feel the emotions running through her and it is almost overwhelming. She was stupid for allowing such a thing to happen to her but he was stupid for what he was about to do next.

ďI need a name.Ē
the beast demands it of her and expects her to once again, obey.

blood king
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