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CAVE STATUS
QUESTS/EVENTS
Torrential downpours cause localized flooding and many upset cats. Along with these frequent rain, from gentle drizzles to heavy rainfall, there seems to be a flux of Magicka drawn in particular to water sources. Occasional jet streams of warm air make narrower tunnels harder to navigate. On occasion, the rain intensifies, becoming howling storms with sleet or large hail. However, the temperatures overall are a little warmer, with snow and ice in temperate caves somewhat receding.
Tunnel Q connects Pisces and Andromeda. This tunnel is mostly flooded with sparse walkways of smooth, gray stone, the chill of Pisces carrying across its waters; though the water is mostly still, it is not stagnant, and a gentle current can be felt moving from Pisces toward Andromeda. Much of the water is shallow, barely a foot deep, with some areas reaching three or even five feet in depth. Glowing crystals and plants provide the tunnel with most of its light and become more prevalent towards the Andromeda entrance. Unlike other empty tunnels, this one's dim lighting and babbling waters provide a very relaxing and calm environment. Groves of bamboo are not uncommon throughout the tunnel, creating private walkways and spots to rest within the dense stalks.
LOCATIONS
Pisces Entrance
Several small waterfalls feed into the tunnel from Pisces and the deepest parts of the water are found here, creating pools and deep-cut rivets in the rock. Lichen atop the rock creates pillow-top stepping stones that can sometimes become slippery. Larger areas of flat stone can be rested upon or even slept on safely.
Andromeda Entrance
Adorned with glittering, glowing crystals and plants, the entrance to Andromeda is welcoming but increasingly eerie. The water of the tunnel becomes more shallow until it is puddles or dry underfoot, and the trickling of small waterfalls or gurgling water ceases entirely; save for the rustle of a plant here or there, the entrance is oddly silent.
Site of Meditation
Partway through the tunnel is a large, flat surface of rock surrounded by shallow water on all sides. Through cracks in the rock grows a large black-bark tree, its limbs stretching to cover the whole of the site like an umbrella, its five-point leaves an ever-red that glow dimly in the low light of the tunnel. There are bamboo-woven mats and old pillows, though they do not seem abandoned—The Blacksmith can sometimes be found meditating here.
The Chrysalis laid a bit in the water, shaking back and forth. Submerged in the cool current that drifted through the tunnel. The chrysalis pulsed with life, small paws pressed up against its hard shell. The tunnels dim light flickered against the waters surface.
A shake, then a crack. A muffled tapping against the rock.
Another firm strike and the chrysalis crumbled before a wolf pup. Rocks flaked into the water. A wolf pups head popped from the small breaking of the chrysalis. Another firm press against its side, the chrysalis gave away. With a small tumble the brown pup splashed into the current. And for a moment the pup laid quiet in the cool water. Shivering. Cold. Purple eyes drifted down the bright ends of the tunnels.
An uncertain shake, the pup shook off his fur. Moving to try to stand upon his paws, dragging the three good paws he had to a dry spot. The tunnel had a whisper of running water. A shallow yet hard breath, holding himself up. Water dripped down his fur. Silence carried in his maw. The brown pup's back left leg remained stiffened out. Then he reached out. A shakey step forward towards something.
Mar 17 2025, 05:11 PM (This post was last modified: Mar 17 2025, 05:13 PM by Morana.)
MAGICKA LEVEL 86% RESTORED TO 100%
Morana Brankovich
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Her chrysalis wasn't far away, sitting on top the edge of one of the low rocks. Slowly it cracked before out popped a living cinnamon roll on four legs. A small akita mix crawled out, only to yelp as she went tumbling into the water. What the hell?
She lifted her head as she looked around, huffing in annoyance as she looked around. Unknowing, she activated her magic, sensing the presence of another not too far away. Her ear perked up and she took a few steps coming around the rock to see another on the shore of the water. "Oh uh... hi?" She cocked her head to the side in confusion, one ear flicking down as she did so. "Did you just... hatch too?" Is that what they did?
She glanced back at her broken chrysalis, unsure what really just happened. But her attention soon went back to him, curious to know more about what the hell was happening.
"Speech"
ROLL 14
Morana attempts to Cast Spell — Gem Sense
Successful!
Seasons don't fear the reaper
nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
Mar 17 2025, 08:14 PM (This post was last modified: Mar 17 2025, 08:17 PM by Cardan.)
MAGICKA LEVEL 90% RESTORED TO 100%
The pup was barely a few pawsteps when he heard a loud beat of another's heart. Thudding against his ears, forcing them to pin against his head. A swift shake of his head as he looked around. Purple eyes scanned around the tunnel, landing on another brown pup. Though.. it wasn't very wolf like. Not like him.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, he limped his way towards the female. Being spotted before he could even say anything. A hesitant paw held in the air. Uncertainty filled his veins. Yet he didn't know why.
She smiled warmly and waved her tail back and forth slightly, her tail curled over her back as it did a gentle wag. Her eyes were soft and her smile warm as she spoke. "I'm Morana." Her eyes flicked down to his paw, cocking her head to the side for a moment as a flicker of concern flicked across her gaze. "Are you alright?" She took a step forward, clearly not as scared as he was, but more curious than anything. But, even as she moved towards him, she kept her body relaxed, and stopped when about a foot remained between them. Last thing she wanted was to scare him, especially if he was already injured.
"Speech"
Seasons don't fear the reaper
nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
There was another one among the tunnel he was in, one of a different kind. Unlike his.. her tail curled around the top of her body. Yet his eyes darted to the darkness of the cave, then back towards her.
The pup introduced herself as Morana. He repeated it, confusingly. Should.. Should he do the same? Is that okay? But she was precisely his age.. it should be fine, yes?
"Morana… Uhm, Cardan."
An uneven adjustment to turn himself around, his leg remaining stiffened. A swift flicker of his tail. Purple eyes rested on hers, but his ears flickered back towards the running stream.
