User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7562999-20150927063516

The hunched pony looks up. His eyes glow white...he was a Pegasus...but both wings have obviously been sliced off.

Lucfier: "Vanity will not save you here, Pale One...You are in the domain of demons now. Hell doesn't care if you are the smallest peasant or the highest level regalty. It treats all the same."

Goldenheart snuff out the second right brazier, snuffs the first left and lights the second left braziers.