NATURE’S WRATH

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Winter does not wane like usual.
Something is amiss and abnormal.
Nature is reacting.
Nature is bending.
Will you break?

It has been a few days since the agitated quakes of Grimoire have calmed down, their constant tremors as if a thing of the past. Now the beast was seemingly asleep, and the cerulean waters of a certain Moonlit Chasm were tranquil and welcoming. To all lions who come here, it is truly a place to escape the chaos that unveils outside, an apparently safe sanctuary of sorts. Or is it? The disruption begins with the water’s surfaces shivering ever-so-gently. Within the tiny chamber’s silence, the walls suddenly begin to tremble like the insides of a giant, until the seismic disruption is shaking the whole room. It happens quickly as the giant chandeliers of stalagmites that hang from the ceiling crumble, threatening to pierce through anything or anyone, unless the lions there found shelter. However, there is little shelter here, as the stalagmites are littering the whole ceiling, and so the lions stuck in this precarious situation have to choose – to give up any shelter they find and risk getting hurt themselves, or to save their own skin… even if it meant pushing someone under the stalagmites’ path.

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INSTRUCTIONS

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cast all our sins into the ocean He notices it when the water begins to tremble. His head lifts slowly from his paws, cold gaze narrowed on the water. He'd come here to find shelter since the ocean seemed furious and had flooded him from his den. Apparently that was a poor choice. Falki sits still, not from fear but caution - watchfulness. His gaze flicks upward, and he all but stops breathing as the world begins to shake. A thunderous rumble builds and the long, pointed rocks directly above his head shake - and begin to crack. Well, fuck. He doesn't think - he runs for his life.

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It took a moment for the lioness to realize, she wasn't trembling, the earth was. A crash echoed around her, causing Astarte to leap up from her resting place, her chest moved at a fast rhythmic pase. The earth grumbled and another loud sound echoed behind her, the ceiling was falling, no, it was the stalagmites. She watched as another fell, covering the world in dust and debris, she managed to maneuver out of the way from flying pebbles, though some hit their mark and her skin stung where they'd pelted her hindquarters. Fight or flight kicked in, barely for a second, and just as she was about to rush from the crashing points, she steeled herself, willing herself to calm down. if you don't calm down, you'll get yourself killed

Fuck, fuck, shit!

The world slowed as she felt rocks crumble above her, she needed to get out, and she needed to get out fast. But if she moved too much, she'd risk getting crushed, so she tightened her muscles, tucked her tail, and sprung forward, barely dodging a falling rock, her heart was pounding.

Tickets
+2 - Study one of the natural phenomena occurring
+2 - Analyze the changes being made to the land


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Shiva was no stranger to relaxing in the cool pools of water in Amaryllis' caves. It was refreshing when the whole world was crumbling around you. Word on the wind was that Obsidian Hollow and the mountains and caves around it had stopped quaking. Perhaps the world was ceasing its rage, starting with this spot.

It was definitely a reckless move to remain in the cave, knowing what hung from the ceiling above and knowing Amaryllis was still raging in many other parts of the island. And it should have come as no surprise when the surface of the clear, cerulean waters of the pools became disturbed with a vibration that came from neither lion nor wind. It was a tremor.

At first Shiva wasn't particularly worried, but when she heard an echoing SNAP! from above, she realized she should have been a lot more worried. The tremors, albeit kind of tame, were breaking off the thinner stalagmites that hung from the ceiling - their tip sharp with erosion over a long period of time.

Luckily for the lions that were trapped in the crumbling cave, it had a moon door - large, but likely not large enough for a dozen lions to huddle around in. It would save a few of them from getting crushed or impaled as long as neighboring cliffs didn't start collapsing as well.

As sunlight cast into the cave and panic spread like a wildfire, Shiva dove out of the pool and wasted no time weaving through the falling rocks to stand beneath the opening in the ceiling. It was here that she'd potentially save her life. It was here that she made the choice: selfishness and survival or selflessness and death?

She chose survival as she watched the others become clouded behind dirt, dust, and debris.

And if they reached her in time? She was sure as hell going to defend her place under the sun. Under her breath, she murmured a request to gods she rarely spoke to, "Ishtar, give me the strength to not falter and to survive."

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BWP Tickets
+1 Make a BWP-related post
+2 Analyze the changes being made to the land
+2 Study one of the natural phenomena occurring
+2 Pray to a god or deity for guidance


Potential XP
assassin
+15 BWP Assassin-focused XP
+10 Attempt to kill a character, but fail (maybe?)
+5 Practice speed or stealth

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Cirilla wondered what Vellen had in store for the Sigrún now that it appeared as though things had gone to shit. The relationship between her and her family had become quite disjointed, and she had become quite isolated. The thought troubled her: the idea that she might never feel a connection to those she was quite close to once scared the yearling. Amidst her troubled mind, the Sigrún daughter did not recognise that she had stumbled into the depths of the moonlit chasm, a place she did not often frequent. Rosé eyes do not acknowledge where she was until the scent of another catches her attention and snaps the young woman back to reality.

She pauses with a breath and then proceeds to lower herself down to the ground, so that her stomach caresses the cold hard earth beneath. Cirilla hopes to stick to a shadow in a bid to remain hidden as her eyes fall on the unfamiliar figure of @Shiva. Her eyes twinkle in the dim light as she watches the lioness seemingly ignore the crumbling world around her, and for a brief moment, Cirilla admired the woman. But as the loose rock continues to fall, the yearling becomes quickly distracted as her life becomes threatened. The girl holds on for as long as she can, remaining in the same position, whilst she observes the loose stalagmites fly to the ground and shatter upon impact. It isn't until one falls and shatters near her ear that she pulls upward and begins to move.

Eyes snap back to the figure of Shiva only to realise that she has disappeared, and so Cirilla (with no intent, other than curiosity) rises to her paws whilst keeping close to the ground and begins to weave her way through the shower of sharp stalagmites that continued to fall as the world around them continued to shake. She remained silent, her claws clicking against the ground as she tried not to be impaled by the falling sediment.

Tickets
+1 - Make a BWP-related post
+2 - Study one of the natural phenomena occurring
+2 - Pray to a god or deity for guidance
+2 - Analyze the changes being made to the land
+2 - Save someone from danger
+5 - Complete a BWP-related thread (with 10+ posts)
+5 - Complete a thread with a character you've never threaded with before

Exp
+15 - BWP-related exp
+5 Track someone through a neutral territory
+5 Practice speed or stealth
+5 Gather information about a character

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cast all our sins into the ocean He is too far away from the entrance to safely get out, but there is another safer spot - the moon door. As he sprints toward it, narrowly dodging falling debris and larger, sharper rocks, Falki realises he isn’t the only one to have that idea. A pale woman stands guard, taking up room with her defensive stance, and if Falki knows if he is going to die it won’t be like this. "Move," he barks as he barrels ever toward the woman, willing to slide past her if she allows it but also more than willing to shove her aside if she forces his hand - his, and anyone else’s that might also be trapped in here. He can’t see another soul among the dirt and dust, but he remembers seeing others in passing before the earthquake began. @Shiva @Astarte @Cirilla

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The crimson lioness darted around, moving out of the way of falling debris, she winced as a sharp slate rock pierced the skin down her shoulder, she regained her speed and momentum again, head ducked low, eyes staying only towards the opening, to freedom. To safety. She was closer to the mouth of the cave, so going towards the Moon door would be stupid. Astarte growled in frustration as she pushed herself further.

She screeched to a halt, almost flipping over from the abrupt stop she forced upon her body as a large stalactite fell and explode right in front of her. Dust and dirt immediately blinded her and most likely those around

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Brynja

What had started as a bit of exploration, search for something anything interesting, had quickly turned into a fast paced desperate attempt for survival. Earth trembled and then as stalactites fell they crumbled and left a field of debris in her path. Her pace quickened, her breath was loud as it panted from her lips and she raced back along the path she had taken to get down here in the first place. And she found, as she neared and got closer to the entrance, that there were others scrambling to escape. With a snarl the wolfish woman pushed past, ready to muscle her way through anyone. No care given, no advise or turn to help anyone on their way. It was every lion for themselves and Brynja was not waiting around to see who got the short end of this straw.

Shiva tried not to breathe as the dust and debris clouded the air in the cave. She could feel the grit touch her face, and she squinted against it all, hoping to not have to stop and rub her eyes. There were more dire events at hand here. The cave nearly collapsed in on itself as the ground beneath them rumbled, and as she stood there with her dripping coat, all the dust and dirt seemed to cling to her. From above, where the sun would've shone in had the island not been grasped in frequent storms, pebbles and small pieces of rocks trickled in from above, likely coming loose from other structures outside. From where she stood, the cliffs seemed to hold steadfast, and at least they didn't have to worry about that.

A man barked as he ran towards her, and Shiva sidestepped, avoiding him all but barreling into her. She wouldn't be pushed out of the space, but she didn't mind sharing it with others who wished to survive. And the man obviously had because he was the only other one to emerge from the chaos inside.

"Did you see anyone else in there?" she asked Falki as the tremors shaking the ground around them seemed to begin to subside.

From what she could see of the inside of the chasm, survival chances were slim for anyone still stuck inside.

@Fálki @Astarte @Brynja @Cirilla

BWP Tix
+1 Make a BWP-related post
+2 Study one of the natural phenomena occurring
+2 Analyze changes being made to the land
+2 Save someone from danger

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Astarte was blind, not physically atleast but the dust, the rocks, the stalagmite that had just crashed and exploded infront of her made her ears ring, she gasped for air, coughing as she sucked in debris, the lioness stumbled, now in a very precarious condition. She couldn't see, couldn't hear, could barely breathe but she kept pushing forward, she would not atleast try to make it. She was strong, she could do this. Using her whiskers, she twitched them and this allowed her to sense whether she was close to a wall, or if she was about to face plant.

After what felt like years, the lioness could hear the sounds of outside, she was getting closer, the dust was beginning to settle and she could see the opening, closer than what she'd expected. She took off running, taking a leap before to dodge a few smaller falling rocks, her body hit the outside ground hard and she rolled, tumbling and landing on her side, coughing, gasping, and spitting up dirt.

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Tickets
+1 - Make a BWP-related post
+5 - Complete a BWP-related thread (with 10+ posts)
+5 - Complete a thread with a character you've never threaded with before

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