User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150223190307


 * As Ironworks's little group converses, the other Discordians begin to disperse.*

Discordian stallion: Hey, Thresher! This snowstorm needs cleaning up!

* Everypony chuckles, and a mop is pushed into Thresher's hooves.*

Thresher: Hey..!

* ''Glaive trots back into the Rusty Roost, avoids the stumbling path of a drunken patron, and takes a bar stool again. He'll wait here until the others are ready.''*

Butler: Yes, well... Let's hope she doesn't take the same path.