Susil Crags

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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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Wisdom, justice, or love

  • - January 21, 2015 at 04:24:55 AM

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Who's to say I wasn't?

If I could arch a brow, I would indeed be arching it as I gaze upon her evenly. I had not missed her complete and utter analyzation of me- almost as if she were reading a book, and I were the very words she drank in. If I or she knew what a book very well was or even how to read. There is so much personality, so much.. sass in her tones that I almost smirk. Almost. And the only ever wolf to have brought such a reaction from me was Starr, but, again- she was not she. Perhaps reincarnate, if ever I believed in such tales, but as it were I've always considered myself rather smart. A wolf of the North has to be, else perish otherwise. Who's to say she wasn't? "That would be me." Because it had been, just prior to her own question. If she had ever known true cold, there would be no softness to her, and while it is true she is mostly sharp around the edges- there's also something else in those dark jade eyes. I cannot quite place it, but it does not discomfort or disgruntle me. If anything, I am pleased that she is not mundane and boring like so many others. Perhaps for once I have found something interesting.

I shall see how long she might keep my attention, and because she is now on solid ground near myself I take the opportunity to move closer to her. I am not lax in my movements, though- instead, I move as any predator would as I watch her. I am not stalking her but I am observing, and I am ready for any thing she might throw my way. I may be senior to her junior, but I am not a force to be reckoned with. But if she so wished to have an inkling I would not deny her, nor would I hold a thing back. What she has between her legs means nothing to me in the face of battle, and I would sooner tear her down than allow anything otherwise. But I am not on the offense, nor the defense, here. I am rather nuetral but piqued all the same, and I might just allow it to show in the depth of my mismatched gaze. She might see it if she looked close enough, but who knows how close she would look or even allow me to get. I have no intention on popping her personal bubble, so I'm quite intune with the contours of her face and how she might react to me.

So far, she sized me up, bristled at my comment and spit one back at me. I was enjoying myself still, so I had no reason to take my leave. And I wondered how far she might let me test the waters, and so with an amused gleam in my eye I ask what I will next. "If you are indeed a wolf of the tundra- you have of course had battle with an ice bear, yes?" Let a soft wolf of the south express their elite knowledge of such terrible beasts, and let me perhaps have a chuckle for the first time in a very long time.

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