there's a calm before the storm

The Grotto

Disaster has struck!
Years ago, an earthquake broke open several entrances into a deep, winding series of subterranean systems. It was thought that deep below, underground rivers snaked their way below Moladion. Now, flooding in the Northern reaches of Moladion has proven this theory to be true.

The Grotto is almost entirely submerged. Many of the entrances are completely inaccessible, and those that are only extend a few hundred feet before ending in water. The lower entrances, however, act almost like a giant drain for Moladion. Water pours down into the Grotto's maw as powerful rapids and waterfalls, and large amounts of debris have build up throughout the area. It can be exceptionally dangerous to travel due to the risk of flash-flooding and dams suddenly breaking, but the Grotto does offer the most consistent access across the floodwaters because of those dams.

Note:The Grotto 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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there's a calm before the storm
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Posted on March 10, 2017 at 02:29:04 AM by Dexter

Rumors did little to settle his stomach. Dexter wanted facts. Fact, he could live with. Stories were just bedtime stories. He had heard the stories of what had happened in Iromar, that Aithne had been killed, but he didn't know the specifics. He knew that something had happened to Aranck now, but he didn't know what. All the stories troubled him. Some say Aranck went mad then disappeared into the mist. Others say he went mad and killed himself. Still others say someone brought justice down on him and killed him and it was the worst massacre in history. He couldn't tell fact from fiction and it left him with a great feeling of displeasure. He didn't like not knowing the truth. He wanted that more than anything so he would track down the boy's sister and he would find out what happened here.

His search around the borders of Iromar hadn't brought him any clues yet but he wouldn't give up yet. He would keep going back and searching until something surfaced. Something had to surface. Dexter didn't know the scent of Aranck to know how he and the pup in Taviora were related. He only knew that the pup didn't want to be in Taviora because he was worried about his sister and Dexter wanted to help. He wanted to ease the boy's mind and bring him some peace. Maybe he could even bring his sister to him and maybe they would stay in Taviora or maybe he could talk Zelda into letting them leave. Either way, he only wanted to help. He could only find the scattered scents of other pups, both male and female, and then the scent of blood, a lot of blood. He knew with time, he could read the patterns, learn the story. He had always been good at piecing together crimes with blood. As long as he had blood, he could find out what had happened here.

He heard the voice then, someone sighing and saying something about a distaster. His head snapped around, seeing another wolf not too far away. He seemed preoccupied, like he was looking for something. It was almost too coincidental that they were both looking in the same place. He was suspicious instantly. The other male looked at him like he wasn't sure how to react but he looked back offish, like he didn't want conversation. Of course, if he was indeed connected with all this, maybe he could help Dexter piece some things together. Maybe they could help each other. Dexter was used to working alone but he wasn't so against working with someone if they achieved the right goals. He decided he would have to be the first to speak since the other male didn't look like he was going to. He knew the other male wouldn't share until he did so he took a deep breath.

"I'M FOLLOWING A TRAIL OF A YOUNG FEMALE, SOMEONE WHO WAS TAKEN FROM IROMAR. HER BROTHER IS AT MY PACK AND HE'S WORRIED ABOUT HER, THINKS SOMETHING HAPPENED TO HER. I TOLD HIM I WOULD FIND HER, THAT I WOULD HELP. MY NAME IS DEXTER. I DON'T THINK YOU BEING HERE IS A COINCIDENCE. AM I WRONG?"

Dexter
male.10 years old.35in, 145#.born to ~~Moth~~xCoszcotl.sibling to Amoxtli&Zeltzin.unable to bind.mated to none.father to none.Taviora
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A moment of grace echoes into eternity - By Jackdaw April 13, 2017 at 12:27:38 PM
i know been that way for all this time - By Dexter April 18, 2017 at 03:51:10 AM
a moment of grace echoes into eternity - By jackdaw April 20, 2017 at 00:43:49 AM
Thread moved - By DarQ April 20, 2017 at 02:30:28 AM

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