User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7562999-20151104014853

Thunder: "Right...They'll have to pick an epicenter for the mass disaster they are going to reap."

Goldenheart empties her glass and nods at the barkeep. The bartender is currently busy with another patron and then turns back to Goldenheart. He nods and mixes her a drink. He slides it to her. Goldenheart reaches for some bits but the bartender shakes her off. "No, that mare down there paid for your drink."

Goldenheart looks to her right and sees a burnt orange mare with orange and white wavy locks. Goldenheart smiles back at the mare and the mare smilies back.