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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The feel of him was a comfort as he pressed his shoulder into her own though it did little to help the way her heart raced in her chest. She wondered why, they had touched many times before this but everything about today felt different for some reason, as if afterwards things might not be the same as they had been before. She pushes her weight back into him for a moment as her tail twitches in a mixture of excitement and anticipation at what might lay before them. His words only entice her desire to enter the dark cave, stoking the fire of adventure that burned so brightly when they were together. Without a second thought she trailed behind him slightly as they walked into the darkness before them.

Within the stone walls the world outside seemed to vanish, as darkness consumes them and cut off all sound, even their padded footfalls muffled somehow. She stuck as close to Rhaegal as she could in the narrow corridor, her nose or shoulder sometimes touching his flank as they moved both on purpose and not. ďA bear, I think.Ē Her words were hushed as if the shadows were trying to steal them as well, but the trepidations excitement in them was unmistakable not truly thinking what two young wolves would do if they actually came nose-to-nose with one of these monsters.

After they had slunk deeper inside the beastís home it became apparent that whatever beast dwelled here was not going to materialize from the obscurity of the cave and swallow them whole, though the few bones scattered about made it clear what it as capable of. So instead of allowing their excitement to die she silently fell back from Rhaegal hoping he would be so caught up in the investigation so as not to notice and tiptoed back until she could not see his light gray form in the darkness. Once she thought he would not be see her either she reached up and scrapped her claws against the hard rock, an eerie tattoo in the echoing walls before letting out a low, grumbling growl that was her best impersonation of a bear. If there was no excitement to be had she might as well create some!

female - no love - no soul - born of the mountains
sister to embla, jackson, & constantine - daughter to ragnarok & church
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