The caves are where it all started. They allowed the first wandering wolves access to the land of Blossom Forest, and afterward housed the monster that had threatened the earliest of inhabitants. The heroes had slain it, yes, but in doing so had also closed off one of the pathways in the caverns, magic blocking one of the many exits to Blossom Forest. But over the years, the original spell has weakened and now the way is clear. What will not only crawl out of the caverns, but erupt from it? The caves now thrum with the ever growing magic wellspring as it spreads out into the land. It is from here that the first vampire of Blossom Forest was corrupted, and it is here that any subsequent vampire will be born. To traverse its paths is dangerous - there is an almost impenetrable darkness, and in that abyss lays many secrets - hidden holes one could fall through, weakened floors, and then of course there is the labyrinthe itself. No one knows what the deeper levels hold - no one has traveled them and survived to tell tales. Not even those who call this place home dares to test their luck by going in deep, deep, deeper. The magic exuding from this place has rearranged the lands - moving packs, changing the terrain. Here the cave looks the same but it is not - it is more dangerous than ever. In addition, outside the mouth of the cave the sacred stones that once stood erect in another place now stand guard. They are colored the most beautiful arrangement of jewel tones, and almost appear to be made of gems themselves, no longer the dull grey they once were. It is within them that all official fights must take place - at the Blican Orlege. Welcome to Drylic Cofa...

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THE DEATH OF ME
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The Devil Came To Take Me To Hell



Here he was, looking as helpless as every and nearly on his deathbed. Who did he have left to turn to? Khalessi couldn't even help him, his mother had disowned him, his siblings sure to have also. Yet he burned for their touch again, the warmth of their bodies all squeezing together. The memories they shared together. His life was falling apart piece by piece. He began to think of all of his siblings one by one. Holly, pure and warm hearted. The only one who made it out alive and unturned by Lucayas poisonous bite. Uriel, the disillusion little boy, always playing with something or someone that wasn't there. Kel, headstrong and spunky as always. She wanted Caidir, and he believed maybe she could turn it around. Diosa, his blood sister, so innocent and sweet with a fire inside that burned brightly. Lucifer . . . The demon spawn himself. He was a living, breathing shadow of Lucaya herself and all of her cruel ways. If he'd inherit Caidir . . .

He shook the thought out of his head. He was dying and more worried about the family that had forsaken him. A voice broke through his throbbing headache that seemed to come from nowhere. ”You don’t look so good,” He wanted to speak, but he couldn't. “What’s the matter? Forgot to feed?” All Odin could do was lay there, his vision becoming blurry off and on - Until he could muster even the weakest request.

“Your mother?” There was a pause, Odins mind began to wonder what this bloodsucker was doing without a home. He had though all vampires had resided in Caidir. He supposed he was wrong, otherwise this sucker would have known his mother or even maybe himself since Lucaya placed them on such high pedestals. “Sure, kid. I’ll take you back to mommy. I’ve been meaning to see what Hell hole Draven’s been slumming in, anyway.” Relief washed over him in the slightest bit as he felt the blonde boy pull him backwards in an attempt to start taking him home. “Holy shit, kid. This might take a while. Can you stand at all?”

He tried to stand, pushing himself to rise up to his massive height. He leaned onto the blonde leech, trying to keep some of his weight off of him to keep from crushing or hurting the male - though there was barley anything to him besides his frame now. He made it about two feet before he hit the floor again, weak and tired. It was like he blinked and a new wolf was there with them. “Um, sorry to intrude. But do you need assistance?” He was losing it, and he could begin to feel himself fading away.

He barley even had the mind to pay attention to the two males expressions, one being obviously confused and angered by the innocence of the snowy male. “Um, sorry to offend you, but what the fuck? Do you see that dead female over there? Do you smell the death on my teeth? What kind of sick piece of shit are you that you’re not running right now?” There was a bit of silence again, ringing in his head began to set in as his tail curled around his back paws that laid sprawled out to his left side. His once glowing red orbs were now fading. Then there was a voice again from the blonde male. “Jeez, what am I thinking—looking a gift horse in the mouth. Here you’re trying to be a good person, and I’m just snapping at you. Not cool. If you’re not doing anything, mind helping me get this guy back to his mom? She lives in Caidir Olc, and I don’t think I can carry him by myself.” His eyes began to grow heavy as he felt like he was slipping away, but he knew he needed to hold on at least until he could see his mother again . . .





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