User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2018 and Beyond/@comment-24422626-20190405032636


 * As Sylvia approaches the low-floating snow clouds, she does indeed detect higher concentrations of the offending chemicals in the air. There don't seem to be any weather ponies around, but...

* ''Something small and dark flies into the corner of Sylvia's vision like a stray bird, only aimed right at her side out of one of the clouds! It smashes into her side, thin glass shattering—a sour liquid stains her coat, and a decidedly more concentrated fog of that snowflake concoction spews from the wet spot.''*

[click]

Butler: "Understood, Madam Flashfire. Standby for transportation."

* Amidst the familiar crackle and the warm rush of a magical wind, Flashfire finds herself and her captured projector back home on the teleporter pad.*

Nettledew: "They're taken care of, and soon Honor and Shimmerspark will be too."

* The mage offers Goldenheart a hoof and looks back toward the cage, where some of the townsponies are helping the returned hostages out of their prison.*