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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you should see me in a crown [ antares ]

Make 'em bow, one by, one by one...

She retraced her steps to try and make peace with the fact that she was alone. That she was the last of her line (or at least here in Moladion) and yet she had so much left to learn. Despite the fact that Avery had allowed her to stay, they did not seem to realize the threat from the Angels. It was simply was something they could not comprehend but Sorath had a hard time falling asleep from the memories that played back like waking nightmares.

Her black feet weaved throughout the juttings of stone and the spindly trees that jutted out. Her icy blue eyes watched the world around her, the smells of other wolves lingering here and there without any recognition from her mind. She had tried the grotto but her mother's scent was missing which had led her to wandering towards the craigs. At nearly a year, she was a little over halfway done with her growth and yet her frame was lanky, missing the musculature that would even her out and prevent her from being fast. Still, her pointed head gave her a decisively feminine look.

Just as she was about to turn back to the familar marshes of Ironmar when she stops, watching from a distance. It the way the wolf moved that made her suspicious. Her lip curls just slightly, wrinkling her muzzle without showing her teeth or making a noise. Her hackles rose up and she slowly stalked the mostly black wolf. Something about him reminded her of those that has slaughtered her family... should see me in a crown

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