Glorall

Disaster has struck!
Flooding from the north has taken its toll on Glorall. The large tides combined with the increase in water draining from the Ruieze River has flooded the lower regions of the pack. The sandy soil, compounded with so much water, has toppled a lot of trees. Traveling is difficult even when the water is shallower, with the sandy soil below being difficult to find traction on. The daily tides seem to keep the level of flooding fairly consistent, too.

During the low tide, wolves may be able to move around the higher dunes (with some difficulty) but during high tide, the pack is almost impossible to safely navigate. Swimming is possible, but the risk of currants and surges from either the ocean or the river are very real. The island off of the coast of Glorall is untouched by either issue, although it is incredibly difficult to find your way there without being an adept swimmer with plenty of good luck!

Note: Glorall will reopen once 30 posts have been completed (or at Staff discretion). During this time, new threads will receive a 'Surprise','Disaster', and prizes. Glorall is currently not open for challenges.


THE HERE AND NOWALPHA OF GLORALL
Elohim

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I must admit I am a little surprised that she does not question the task but rather, she immediately begins to play the game. Internally, I am pleased yet I do not allow that to come through to my features; instead, I offer her the same neutrality, though perhaps my curiosity still exists in the corners of my lips as she begins weaving her tales. I nod in response to each of her claims, searching her over for any indication of a lie - if there is anything to be proud of, it is her infallible delivery. For her efforts, I give her something to satisfy her own curiosity: at her mention of Nari, I allow my lip to pull up ever so slightly, just enough of a smirk to indicate something hidden.

"Don't you think that fate would command Nari to follow him? Yet, here she remains," I offer with a shrug, perhaps a little too confidently than should be permitted considering the possibility that it is the truth. "But if Arturio's head was filled with such grandeur," I begin, "then why is it that he would beg? I would expect him to demand -" I smirk, raising a brow, "don't you think?" My head tilts, searching her once more for any giveaway. "Aster does not surprise me, or you I'm sure. She has few others places to crawl to, after all." It never did make sense, I think, for her to leave the moors. For one so sensitive to family matters, it might have made more sense for her to fight for her homeland, no? So, that is certainly not the lie. Curious, yes, but not a lie.

"Arturio has not allowed power to get to his head - yet, at least. Is that correct?" My head tilts to its opposite axis then as I await confirmaton - or denial. I wonder how I might feel if it is indeed the truth - what would that say about Adonai's capabilities? Has she observed myself and Nari enough to know the woman is not simply another pack member? And if Arturio has truly allowed power to his head...ah, how fun it might be, no?

"But if that is your lie," I quickly add with a more devious grin, "then I wonder what might have inspired it. Did you perhaps feel such a thing was possible for him?"

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