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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It is incredibly pleasing to me the way that Lucia obeys my command without fuss. She does whatever she can to make us happy, Exodus and I. He is perhaps more patient with her than I have ever been despite the soft eyes she gives and the squealing happiness that overcomes her at times. Life has not been kind nor easy for me until this last year and a half with Exodus. The times before that had become memories - pungent and sharp. I can still smell Carnifex in the air whenever Myrria is nearby and I am haunted nonstop by the rancid smell of Iromar. Those memories are perhaps the strongest for they had lasted a long time. Aranck had once been a smooth talking man. Broad and virile and I took to him like a fly to nectar, starved, until my own starvation came from him. My soul had starved and then been cut further by that damned bond to Eleanor. I wouldn't allow my life to fall into such chaos again.

As I stare down at the fearful boy I feel saliva roll across my tongue and gulp it back, the need to chase him away from my daughter so sharp it is a wonder I don't bite him now. He would be so easy to take even with my minuscule size. Still, Lucia sits beside him with bright and happy eyes and I can't... I can't be that female. I can't let the darkness in me shatter the innocence in her. Still, I am less than impressed by his quiet nature. Lucia speaks up for him and my pink eyes narrow on him as she talks, disapproval clearly written on my snout.

I take a step forward so that I am towering over them. "That depends on him, darling," I say in a purring voice to my child that is at once threatening towards him and assuaging for her. "Aeon... do you possess a tongue, boy?" The words are sharp, reminiscent of my own time with those children I have... not forgotten but don't know. "Tell me, would you give up your life to save my daughter if she was attacked? Would you protect her from any threat, wolf or predator alike?" My eyes are narrowed, ears half back as I look at him much as a snake might before it strikes, stiff and hanging on to whatever word he might say. Lucia... well, it is a shame she had to see me thus, in my furious glory, but it is all for her and one day she would understand.

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