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The Grotto

Disaster has struck!
Years ago, an earthquake broke open several entrances into a deep, winding series of subterranean systems. It was thought that deep below, underground rivers snaked their way below Moladion. Now, flooding in the Northern reaches of Moladion has proven this theory to be true.

The Grotto is almost entirely submerged. Many of the entrances are completely inaccessible, and those that are only extend a few hundred feet before ending in water. The lower entrances, however, act almost like a giant drain for Moladion. Water pours down into the Grotto's maw as powerful rapids and waterfalls, and large amounts of debris have build up throughout the area. It can be exceptionally dangerous to travel due to the risk of flash-flooding and dams suddenly breaking, but the Grotto does offer the most consistent access across the floodwaters because of those dams.

Note:The Grotto 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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Posted on May 9, 2020 at 05:47:30 PM by sorath

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

In her half-sized body, Sorath felt like she was at an impass. She was caught halfway through the past that had been ripped from her and the future that seemed so very uncertain. The Demoness felt stifled in the ancestral marshes of Iromar. In the mist she could almost make out the the silohuette of her mother. Of her siblings. Of her father. They haunted her dreams and stalked her during the day. She couldn't escape them or breath in their shadows. Sorath felt lost.

And so she expanded her wanderings, heading towards the caverns that may hold only the ghosts of her mother and the stat of her life here. At a year old her long legs ate up the ground in an easy trot. She passed through the dark caverns to emerge at the river's edge. The crunch of the dry leaves seemed more comforting than the wet rushes. She noticed the mud prints of another wolf and a quick lowering of her head told her that they were recent. She paused, deciphering the scent in her instinctual brain while her logical brain trying to decide if she wanted company on the day. The Hellridge snorted softly to herself and then lifted her head and turned around to follow the paws.

It didn't take long to lose the trail and she paused to consider her options. They didn't seem to turn into the river and yet, she couldn't completely rule out that she had climbed the rocks. She glances up and the blue eyes catch the muddy paws of the unknown female. The tail raises just slightly and the ears prick forward and she leaps up the side of the crags to just above the other wolf before tilting her head just slightly watching her lackadaiscally grooming herself. "You've picked a strange place to clean yourself...you're just going to get muddy again." She sits down, unafraid of the wolf that sat before her. It was in these small glimmers of confidence is the fact that she was forever a Demon of Hell. That her blood was pure, that she would survive the horrors that plagued her mind.

...you should see me in a crown

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you can�t keep me in the dark - By rana May 23, 2020 at 00:25:07 AM

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