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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Tyrion

Tyrion had forgotten the last time he had experienced such a harsh storm. He blamed that on his age. Still, he remained as small as possible (a feat easier given his size). The rush of particulate was no help either. The old male found himself coughing when he inhaled an unexpected bit of dust.

It would pass soon, he told himself. The golden blonde senior felt alright enough to turn his head to where Myrria had hunkered down. The sound outside prevented him from saying anything to her. To ensure she was alright, but for all appearances, the young lady did not seem any worse for wear all things considered.

As everything outside began to settle, he felt his own body instinctively relax. Tyrion noticed it too. The light from outside was not quite so bright. The question was, were they trapped? This wasn't how he intended to go. The older male found himself hacking again briefly. Probably breathed in a bit too much dust, he told himself. Gods above that wasn't how he wanted to go either.

Tyrion frowned slightly as he noted Myrria's words. His mis-matched eyes looked from her to the now rather closed opening they had come through. "Perhaps... Or perhaps not," he said thoughtfully. It was not on his agenda to scream for assistance that someone might dig them out. He finally stood and stretched his legs briefly before he moved to the trees, branches, and other such nonsense blocked their way. A soft hmm escaped him as he examined it. "Lady... I am sorry, with all the ruckus, I didn't get your name," he said. He was still calculating the possibilities of their escape. "I am Tyrion. Perhaps once we are out of here, I might be able to offer you something in return for your assistance, if you are willing to accept?" he added with his introduction.

He hoped she would say yes, though he wasn't sure what he might offer the woman, or what she would willingly accept in return for getting him out of the storm.

MALE TWENTY-THREE - IMPRINTLESS - LOVELESS - SPIRANE
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