Post by Admin on Jan 24, 2015 6:49:37 GMT
The Land
Arazoa's land is vast and green! A large river feeds into the valley system were it separates and tapers off into a gentle stream and eventually finds its way to the ocean. Along the path of the river, forest and grasslands grow. Trees of all shapes and sizes make their home here, along side them flora and fauna of all types and even colors live in the harmony amongst local plant life. North west of the grasslands taper into higher cliffs that lead to the mountains. These sheer cliffs eventually lead to one of the most dangerous places in all of Arazoa; the volcano.
While it smokes and gurgles, the volcano here has not erupted for some time, instead it has a large lava lake that bubbles and glows, spewing gasses around while it burps. Every now and then the earth trembles to its awesome power, but still, the giant remains asleep. It is unlikely that the smoking mountain will erupt anytime soon, and so the wandering dinosaurs that come into the paradise can live in peace. Step lightly amongst the cliff, and avoid the steaming, bubbling pit! It is not a place to linger near.
Despite living near such a dangerous peak, its tapering cliff-sides are still met with the greens of the grassland. Perfect for wandering herds to gather into, and furthermore, for the carnivores to hide amongst them. Further south leads to the end of the coast, were large waves crash against the sand, creating a peaceful place. Serenity is found amongst the beach, with its breathtaking view, and smell of sea air! One might find a curious crab or turtle to play with!
Newcomers here may find that some of the dinosaurs here are survivors from a terrible catastrophe that happened in the past of their old homelands. There was no natural disaster or volcano eruption or anything of the sort. Instead their homeland forest and land thousands and thousands of miles away, was decimated by a traveling group of Amphicoelias.
The giant titans destroyed all the plant life within the forest, and in fact many of its inhabitants lost their lives to the giant squishing feet, and even worse, a whip like tail. These gods destroyed their home, and in turn the surviving herbivores fled as did any surviving carnivores.
They traveled thousands of miles to the paradise; Arazoa, and here many are beginning life anew, some meeting those whom have lived in Arazoa all their lives. All in all, Arazoa is a haven for herbivores, and with them carnivores a like. One can enjoy life and its dynamics here, and definitely one thing's for sure.
There's always somewhere to live.