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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Well this is just freakin' great, I wanted a peaceful day and there are positively tons of wolves around. They just had to go and disrupt my day, maybe I should get close enough to take a quick look. That way I can remember what they look like, and then I can hunt them all down one day, tear them a new one for destroying my day, one by one, and even now I am gazing at them from a hidden position, though I am not entirely sure it would be worth the effort.


Besides launching an attack might get me injured or chewed up in the process, and that isn't something that sounded particularly enticing to me. A scowl crosses my midnight black face, no I hate the idea of getting torn up because getting injured means that your survival rate was brought down. Dark silver eyes glare at the group of annoyances, the only one recognized being the scarred loner wolfess, the one he had met in the swamplands. She's probably the only decent one in that whole damned lot, the others are probably pack wolves infringing on our territory, come to steal our prey, fat chance at knowing the lands like I do strangers. It'd be fun to mess with them, twist them around my paws, pack wolves are sheltered beasts, they always get what they want.

N E Z U M I
;Fixated on these memories like a prisoner inside a cell;
And turning all against the one is an art that’s hard to teach





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