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.
Let me cure your pain IP: 18.104.22.168 Posted on May 19, 2017 at 10:04:54 PM by A E O N
He traveled away from the pack and his family on his own. Perhaps it was not the smartest thing, but his father was not around too much...it was easy to sneak away. He wanted to explore and see the world with his light green eyes that reflects the green the world around him. Life was new and bright. There were so many things to see, so many things to do. He honestly didn't mean to wander too far, but something would keep distracting him. In fact, he was not entirely sure where he was or if he would be able to find his way back home...well, he knew where the sun was, and at least had an idea of the direction...so he didn't worry too much yet since he was not ready to go home anyway.
The boy of black and copper brown scurried onto a larger rock. His green eyes saw how different the world was here than Glorall. It was very rocky, and he was not used to it...however it looked interesting regardless. His eyes darted though as he saw movement. He lowered himself instinctively closer to the rock, but he still had a good view of the lighter pup. He pulls his black ears forward and it appears that she is...talking to a rock.
Unfortunately, her tongue was not one he knew well yet. Latin was the main language, but he had heard the common tongue here and there. He picked up on some of it, but honestly he was not good at it yet. Thus, he didn’t really understand what he heard too well.
She looked fun though, and he wanted to have some fun himself...and she was his age! He felt a smile tug onto his lips just slightly. He yips, lifting his dark form up and wagging his tail behind him. He looks down, and carefully makes his way down the larger rock. He finds his clumsy body was not the best at this yet, and he misses a step. He finds himself tumbling, but it was not far at all. It still was not pleasant as he lands with a thud. He scowls as he pushes himself up again, looking to the girl.
”Hi,” he said, his voice thick with the Latin accent. He knew this word as a greeting. He moved forward, looking towards the rock she talked to. It did look vaguely wolf, but he was not sure what she said to it or why. He tilted his head.
”Quid autem loqueris ad eum?” (Why did you speak to it?) he asks, looking back to the girl as she sniffs around. ”Quid quaeram?” (What do you search for?) he says in Latin, curiosity beaming in his sharp green eyes.