The Grotto

Disaster has struck!
Years ago, an earthquake broke open several entrances into a deep, winding series of subterranean systems. It was thought that deep below, underground rivers snaked their way below Moladion. Now, flooding in the Northern reaches of Moladion has proven this theory to be true.

The Grotto is almost entirely submerged. Many of the entrances are completely inaccessible, and those that are only extend a few hundred feet before ending in water. The lower entrances, however, act almost like a giant drain for Moladion. Water pours down into the Grotto's maw as powerful rapids and waterfalls, and large amounts of debris have build up throughout the area. It can be exceptionally dangerous to travel due to the risk of flash-flooding and dams suddenly breaking, but the Grotto does offer the most consistent access across the floodwaters because of those dams.

Note:The Grotto 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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In truth, Gazmala had never given thought to the notion of imprints. She knew it to be truth or at least a very convincing episode of mass hysteria but in relation to herself? Certainly she hadn’t expected to come across the fated match to her soul in a damp cave. Really she hadn’t even been able to contemplate anyone who could perfectly match her soul. She supposed Blackthorne was close...ish. They had a similarly twisted way of thinking, but he was all brash and bold while she was like a wisp of smoke in the wind. She preferred to be subtle and alluring; there and then not. Absolutely nothing that she was feeling was wipsy or not there. Still, she did her best to conceal her internal reaction though despite her casual demeanor, she couldn’t pull her eyes away from the brute. She had conflicting urges to rub up against him, mark him as her own...or to make him snap and snarl. Either would please her, she realized with a faint smirk.

Well, at least boredom has been thoroughly defeated.

Musing to herself, she took a few steps closer to the male, her approach slow and smooth as silk. A brow arched above noxious green eyes as she tilted his head, not breaking the gaze he held her with. ”Perhaps not. But I’ll be a part of its future and I find that good enough…” She took a few steps closer and stretched her neck out, sampling the scents that clung to him. Musty damp caverns, dust, rocks. It was a peculiar combination that she couldn’t quite pinpoint. Oh, but she would. ”...for now.” Closing the gap between them completely and holding his gaze with her own, she lifted her head and stretched up, hesitating only briefly before attempting to touch the tip of her nose to his. If simply locking eyes with the beast was enough to send a jolt through her, she wanted to know what sort of reaction a physical touch would cause.


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