User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-24422626-20150402045727


 * Glaive finds himself strolling through the streets of central Maretropolis, trying to take in and appreciate as much as he can. It's warming to see, really, how the citizens of this unpredictable city manage to live normal lives. Bittersweet. To Glaive, it's almost as if the ponies passing by him reside in a different plane, a different world seperate from his. There is smiling, laughing... Foals running gleefully in the park, oblivious to the lonely stallion who watches them play. Let them play on, Glaive thinks. Luna, let them keep their innocence.

* ''A curious filly is suddenly hopping along next to Glaive as he makes his way through the park. Heh. Where are her parents..?''*

Filly: Hey, sir! What's your name?

Glaive: Er... Ether.

Filly: Hi, Ether! I'm Spritzy Sprig. Want to play a game?

Glaive: Didn't your parents tell you not to talk to strangers?

Spritzy Sprig: Well, yeah... But you looked lonely, and you seem nice. Had to take that chance, right? Besides, I kinda don't know where they are right now, and I think I need help finding them. Just don't tell them I talked to you... please..?

Glaive: Are they around here somewhere?

Spritzy: Yuppity! I know they won't leave the park without me. I'd have to scold them for that.

Glaive: Let's go find them, then...