User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-24422626-20160101070932


 * The area is bare. Ice hisses under the changeling's hooves, and deserted roads to the left offer only lonely street lights and closed doors. Even these vanish amid the thickening snowfall.

* ''But wait. There seems to be a cloaked figure far ahead...''*