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this is our kingdom
elysium is ruled by kira and azale, whose followers show supreme loyalty. while they govern by blood, there is balance in the court of wolves. nuwati crown is a legendary name, whose history is long and rich. the forest echoes with the song of the pack. the wind steals every secret. follow a trail of pawprints into the deep wood. where twisted roots and bubbling creeks make magic a reality.
news and updates
fourth of november // Azale here again. I have contacted a lot of people about getting involved again. And I am making a comeback myself. I also set up an archive, which anyone can use to save work in. My mac recently was destroyed and most all of my writing has been lost. I am in the transfer/ recovery process and though this would be a good way to save writing. Hope all our well.
A note from the Admins. A Notice of Celebration Nuwati Crown has been run by Kira and Azale for four years come November. If anyone has any ideas of special celebrations for our anniversary, let us know. We will rejoice all month long, but I think during the middle of the month we will do something neat for a week. And we will certainly have to have a feast. Nuwati Crown is also looking for new members.
Our Chatzy --> Ask Azale for the password.
http://www.chatzy.com/504824926584
--> the LIBRARY this is just a place so that you can archive all of your writing. it does not need to be work written just for nuwati or on this site - any writing for one of your characters may be stored here. this way you may keep it all saved in one location and others may view [and if you like] even comment on it. this is a great way to protect your creative efforts, so that if your comp crashes it's all still here. and it's a good way to see how your story or style has progressed. start a file for your character and keep the posts organized as you see fit.
central forest & throne room the heartland of nuwati. vast and mysterious. forest canopy is illuminated into necromantic shades - kadeer, melina, odhran - foliage damp with dew. sunlight breaks through, igniting the weald, timber cast in contrasting shadow or light. starlight litters the sky, constellations drawn over the ceaseless ceiling. the main clearing, the throne room, consists of boulders drawn about where one might lounge and bask in tinted wood sunshine. an system of undergound dens offer homes for each wolf. timber thins out in places, small pockets of meadow here and there. fog is heavy after rain. prey lurks amongst the trees. deer and boar. don’t get lost in the beauty.
meadows & river nuwati is surrounded by a number of rolling hills and breathtaking meadows. fields of tender grass weave in the wind. daisies, poppies and other wild flowers burst into an array of colourful blankets over the landscape. miles of open range make it an ideal place for hunting bison or herding elk. gophers and foul are also a common meal. areas break up into more ravine like castles, where cougars or the bear might hide. melodies of rushing water taunt the newcomer, where the crystal river churns in a hidden away manner. going from fast paced in places, to slow and winding, the river is a treasure to the pack.
fallen sky range & lake as the forest wanes into higher elevation, so grow the mountains that line the territory. trails through spruce woods lead to a rockier terrain. iron cast stones build up steep peaks and swift drops. snow lines the crowns year round. rare flowers bloom in the undergrowth; petals swaying in the breeze through hues of indigo and azure. shadows from the clouds encompass the valley. the entire sight of the nuwati packlands are viewable from fierra’s peak. inside the mountains lies a dormant mine shaft, a long and complex network of tunnels. only the brave or foolish venture there. the valley swoops out to showcase nuwati’s lake. dark waters with stoney white shores. a frozen danger in the winter. moose can often be seen lingering here, with elk and sheep on the slopes.
the forbidden border darkness lurks in the forest here, trees sick with illness and rotting bark. a place where chemicals have poisoned the earth. untouched by most animals, where birds do not fly. a small section of weald never tread. barbed wire fences give way to farmlands and grazing pastures. cattle and sheep both lounge here. pavement leaves one to ponder in a long stretch down the hillside, away from houses, leading to a city of lights and danger.