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 have found so much beauty in the dark..

Soft gusts of wind brush through her lush, monochromatic coat, ruffling it in waves. She makes her way through the crags without a second thought; she remembers each jagged nook and crevice as if she were just here the day before. Clouds of ominous gray, similar to that of her own pelage, slowly roll in from the west. The air turns to chill quickly and without warning, but she disregards nature’s forewarning.

Her mind is buried in the thoughts of those she left here; Lucia, Malleah… Sekhmet. Of the three of them the thought of stumbling upon Sekh crushed her soul the most. For a while she had forgotten about her old companion, but now it seemed more likely that she had just pushed Sekh so far deep into her mind that she needed to dig her back out.

How long had it been... a year? Two? They all seemed to run together now as she matured. Her absence from Moladion was spent binging on the one thing she had attempted to swear off. Flashbacks of the last time she saw Lucia interrupt her thoughts; the moment she had been saved by her younger sibling, the murky memories mixed with the taste of deplorable herbs and edibles. It was all that she could do to try and get better, to avoid feasting again. Clearly she was too weak to avoid it after all.

Her paws moved without conscious direction, drawing her nearer and nearer to a tiny male hopping along toward the same way. After nearly running him over her eyes refocus as she slows to a stop alongside him, turning and craning her neck slightly downward to address the old man. Although a strong burst of wind has her looking up sharply beyond the treetops and at the swirling clouds above. They look menacing, angered even, and ready to unleash hell. The trees creak and groan as the wind picks up more so than before, the gusts now blustering against her ears enough to cause her to pin them slightly.

”Maybe we should move,” she barks at the elder before nudging him roughly with her shoulder to hurry up. I have found horrors in the light


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