User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20150926003003


 * Golden arches an eyebrow and steps over the crumpled heap of armor. She gives Ironworks a reproachful look before she proceeds downstairs to the teleportation chamber.

Golden Age: "Hmmm... If this is a trap, it's a good one. Let's roll."


 * She beams herself and Captain Orbit to the shore of the northern horseshoe peninsula, where the ruins of Folderol's tower loom decrepit against the night sky.


 * Parlys observes that the door seems to be locked. Go figure.