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.
rise above and hope we never fall IP: 108.61.228.163 Posted on July 30, 2015 at 11:33:24 PM by Aldonza
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Her own physical strength due to all her practice and going up and down the mountains did not occur to her, nor might it ever. But it was there, used mostly for her movements to be smooth looking and graceful, to have that flowy gait that she desired to use for her future purposes. Aldonza wanted to look her best, and did all the things she could think of that would help her along this path. Using the mountains for this purpose was working wonders on her limbs and her lungs, and she really was becoming somewhat athletic in that regard. It might not be something she noticed outright of herself, as she was so blinded by her goals and what she wanted out of life. Sure, to some it looked like she was underachieving, but her opinions were different and she wanted to use her looks to her own advantage.
She could sense nothing out of the ordinary or wrong here, nothing that would give her any concern over this stranger or his words. Aldonza was without instruction for much of her life, and that would soon be obvious. Her sister and herself have been abandoned, and no one had been there to take them under a wing. They had struggled through it, and as such, Aldonza had a skewed sense of the world, brought on only by what she had seen. This kind of danger had not occurred to her, because she had not seen nor heard of it from others. Worry over Myra for being deaf had been a concern before, but even that was no longer seen as such. Last time she'd seen her sister, Myra had been doing just fine. And so Aldonza went out on her own, because she figured Myra would want to shine alone. And perhaps, so did Aldonza.
The male was speaking to her again, and at one words she blinked; "Oh no, the angels live in Diveen." She pointed out, but she did not picture anything good with the label of angel, simply other wolves with secrets and funny rules. She wasn't sure if by this she was no longer the same in his eyes, somewhat less because she was not that type of wolf.. but he had continued and given a name, spoke of stories that she might have for him. Aldonza wasn't really sure she did, to be honest. As far as being famous went, however, Aldonza was game for trying. "Pleased to meet you, Malignus, but I do not know if my stories are fit for a bard's tales, as much as the idea interests me." Her voice was light, thoughtful, trying to think of stories that might be worthy of being retold. Aldonza couldn't be sure that any would hold up, though.
