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 tramp through the crunchy snow at twilight. Hard, frozen ground under my paws. Roach hates the snow! Too cold. Much too cold. Not easy to walk in. Winter evenings are a long, drawn-out thing, and I’ve emerged too early this evening. So bright! My bug eyes sting relentlessly, wet my face. I shake my head in protest, but only nightfall will ease my discomfort. Roach must learn to wait for darkness. Must learn patience.

In my temporarily blinded state, I try to lie down. More snow! The chill startles me and I jump back up, throwing white dust like a rabbit bursting out of hiding. Unpleasantness everywhere. I can still go back…but trees! Trees will give Roach shade until the sun goes down. I can see them ahead: liquid, blurry figures that reach skyward, grasping for cloud and bird and rain with their bony fingers.

It seems a great distance to travel, and I move so slowly, but finally I am amongst the trees. I press my face to the cool bark to confirm this, in case scent and sight aren’t enough, and close my eyelids to put out the fire. Gradually the pain fades from my eyes, and when I open them again it is nearly night. Ah! Such relief. Roach’s day can begin. I blink a few times, the cold wind freezing the tears into my fur, and then trudge further into the forest – in search of meal, or friend, or Ex.


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