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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On Trial since Day One


Perhaps with his age, his mind had finally started to go just a little bit. It was certainly a possibility, but Tyrion found that highly unlikely. No, the winds had genuinely shifted, and the sky grew angrier by the second. Even with age, the elder male had only lost some of the jump in his step. Arthritis was demon spawn if he ever knew it! He gave a small laugh to himself as he moved at what was practically a snail's pace. Not oblivious to the weather, simply certain that he would make it to a safe place long before it got so bad he needed to find something for shelter immediately.

That was until a young lady (grown, quite certain of that, but most definitely young in comparison) had paused alongside him. It was enough to break him fully into the present. Anything that had been filtering through his thoughts was lost like a life on the wind. Much like the winds that had begun to pick up around them. Tyrion didn't shy away from the nudge as she barked at him. He still enjoyed the presence of a lady, after all. Old only in years, slightly in body, but certainly not in spirit. "Yes, quite right," he said. His mis-matched gaze drifted skyward. The sight of the blackened clouds caused him to shudder as he followed after Myrria. "Lead the way, my dear," he added with a friendly smile. He could feel the wind cut deep through his fur. Hopefully they would find something soon. A place the might have... proper conversation even. Tyrion did always enjoy good conversation.

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