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Spooky Cave (Alastor)



Alastor

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age
9 Years
gender
Male
gems
1130
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
553
player
Joe

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1KHalloween 2020 - Spooky Cave
11-01-2020, 09:26 PM



What had begun as such a promising adventure was fast becoming a nightmare. At least, that was what Alastor thought as he shook his head free of the ringing in his ears only to discover himself sprawled out at the bottom of a dark pit. He could see the ledge he had fallen from just overhead, but had no idea what had gone wrong to end with him down here. A throbbing pain in his head followed by red in his left-side vision. A paw to his head, and yep, that was blood. A jagged cut ran vertically across his eye, spilling blood into his vision that he desperately tried to blink and rub away between growls of frustration. How could he have been so clumsy?! Well, it still beat the hell out of getting stuck in a tunnel and starving to death, he supposed. Still, this one was going to scar...

Climbing his way back up, Alastor wandered further down the tunnels, wondering why he had ever even thought this adventure would be a good idea. It was literally a hellish cave that shouldn't exist beneath a lake. What the hell had he been thinking? Alastor's self deprecating thoughts came to an abrupt end when he staggered his way into a massive cavern filled with crystals reflecting rays of light streaming from above. He stared slack-jawed at the sight, taking in his environment. Never before had he ever encountered anything like this, and he silently wondered if any of this was real, or just some fever dream. As he meandered through the crystal cave, he saw one of the dangerous shards fall from the ceiling with a loud clatter. His eyes peered back up at the ceiling, wondering just how many of them were loose enough to become dislodged like that, then decided to go investigate the fallen crystal. This might be his only chance to see something this wonderful and strange in person, and he had come this far. No turning back now.

Choice: Left, towards the crashing noise

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