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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He'd never felt so restless as he did now. His training to be an assassin had all but come to a complete halt lately with Arace being MIA and even Petra seemed to be on the lam, lest she was just making herself scarce. Hell, maybe that just made her better assassin material than he could ever be. But he was determined to learn from someone, even if it wasn't someone in Taviora. He wasn't so dependent on his family that he cared about staying in the pack. He had nothing against his parents or sister, even his half sisters, but there was really nothing anchoring him in Taviora. It was just where he was born, but that didn't mean he needed to grow up there and stay.

He was actually restless for change. He wanted something and he just wasn't sure what that something was. With no training and no real friends to speak of, he just lived day to day, surviving. He hunted his own food and he kept to himself. It was easy enough since he didn't make a lot of noise to attract others. He'd thought about just setting out on his own and becoming a loner plenty of times but he knew there was some sort of protection in belonging to a pack. Not that he was really sure he needed it. He headed over the borders of Taviora without hesitation, eager for the change in scenery. He didn't really care if he came across someone while out. It was more to see if any place caught his eye and gave him a reason to stay put. He found himself in a rocky part of Moladian and he scowled as the rocks scratched his paws and he slipped on some of their edges. He wasn't sure how to traipse across this place. He definitely didn't want to stay here.

male.1 year old.Talien x Dexter.35" children.Taviora
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