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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i would scream your name with my last breath

burn me down until there's nothing left
Her beauty; fierce. Her movements; effortless. Each step carries her petite black and umber figure in a way that could threaten the ego of every beautiful creature in this world. The striking contrast of her coat captures a first glance and her abyssal eyes will suck you in to eternity. Her appeal is like a plague as she sweeps through the realm, enrapturing souls before she hooks her claws into their flesh. She’s well aware of this effect, she’s carried the burden all her life.

She glides steadily on dancer’s toes as her ventures bring her to the end of the day. The warmth of summer instills a liveliness in her that remains dormant during the colder months. Her umber markings join the summer sunset in its lovely glow as she climbs a narrow path along the crags. To her surprise, someone has settled themselves on a rocky perch, curling themselves around as if done for the day. Oh, how dreadfully sad.

Her black eyes take the girl into consideration, instantly noting the ghastly condition that her physical form was in. Dull, lifeless coat, skin almost taught to the bone, eyes lacking a certain… shimmer of vitality. Such a waste of beauty.

”What have you done with yourself?” She approaches with a look of pity on her red marked features. The other was far larger, but she had doubts that the girl could pose as any real threat in her condition.
plague daughter / no progeny / no heart
robb stark

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