User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2018 and Beyond/@comment-24422626-20190412003648


 * Sylvia's assaulters stare dumbly for a moment, apparently not having comprehended that she can turn herself into rubber. One of them flaps forward and tries to snap a magic-suppressing band around her floppy horn. Strongheart's griffon ducks under the sword swing and jabs a heavy scaled fist into his chest, locking hawkeyes with him past the lens of his gas mask.*

* ''Long-Face's tube shatters immediately upon falling on Long-Face, cutting his cheek with shattered glass. The pale Pegasus himself isn't affected any further, but he does loose a high-pitched scream as he flings his stained cap away.''*

Long-Face: "I haaate you! Hate hate h8 hate hate yoouuu!!"

* Kick glances aside at Goldfin and cocks an eyebrow.*

Kick: "What's up?"

* ''Honor nods to Goldenheart and shares a farewell moment with Shimmerspark. The filly herself thanks Goldenheart for her freedom.''

* ''It isn't long before Honor and Goldenheart have bailed and are heading for the west town gate. The fletcher leads the way with a wet towel in hoof, trying to tidy her disheveled self at least a little.''*

Honor: "What happened out there?"

* ''Inari witnesses the decay of Glaive's twisted forelimb, revealing the complex, organic latticework of porous metal and bone and blood that lent strength and life to its core. The metallic skin blows away like dust, releasing streams of a dark blue mist to the wind: wisps that Inari likely recognizes as some potent form of dark magic.''

* The kitsune feels Glaive grow even weaker in her care as the heightened strength and senses of a predator leave him.*