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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Masque

Masque giggled good naturedly at Exodus’ words. Taika had always told her the gypsies were freefolk and wanderers, going only where their paws told them and beholden to no one. Even she could not lead herself, no matter where or how she wanted. For years now the gypsy woman had been wanting to leave the safety of the forests, only to hesitate before taking the step. The pup contemplated this for a moment, becoming more determined to see what she could do for her lost mother. She grinned up at the wolf. She gathered them! Sometimes just found them. They seemed to always be where she was looking.

Exodus’ face turned and sadness covered his features. Masque’s own smile turned to match his and she rolled onto her stomach. My momma is still alive. Just...sad. Heartbroken, would have been the word most would have used, but that was an experience the pup had never encountered. It was not one her heart would have been able to handle. Her face brightened at a thought, her tail wagging happily with the forming idea. Maybe she can be your mom, too! Or maybe you can make her happy! Oh please! Maybe you are her lost Prince! Her body vibrated with excitement at the possibility. Finally, her mother could be happy again! She grinned and hummed with pleasure at the thought! So much so she forgot they were playing a game of tag! His paw landed heavily on her, sending her tumbling to the side, luckily still a safe distance from the cliff. Once more she laughed merrily, her tail swishing through the air.

Masque’s spirit and nature did indeed make her fated to be a roamer, rover, and gypsy. Everything from her masked face to her body language promised that life for her. Glittering eyes and freespirit accepted the charge without question. She looked back at Exodus, grinning mischievously. Maybe you should tag someone! Make them a gypsy too. Again she fell into her ‘pre-pounce’ position before scrambling after him. Or just make them ‘it’! After all, being a wanderer and a gypsy was a choice. Not like being a princess of fairies.

Take off your mask, the world will see...
Tonight we'll hide from judging eyes. We'll dance until Sunrise.
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