User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-7345250-20150830213053

Goldfin: "Hold on. That convoy was for the ninety million bits, not the prisoners. We should probably tell them to get the bits to safety first."

Flashfire: "These ponies' lives are a little more important, don't you think?"

Goldfin: "If that payment gets out here, where Death-Stalker can snatch it up and fly away with it, then he will have won twice today. I'm not saying we shouldn't rescue them, but even more ponies will be in trouble if we risk calling those trucks in."

Parlys: "Pitiful, girl. I have had over one thousand years to hone my magical talent, whereas you're a foal even by pony standards. Give me the sword, or else I will turn you over to the magi. Have you already forgotten what they did to you in the dungeon?"


 * The Pale One's horn flickers with cyan, magenta, and yellow auras.