User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-9204260-20150103204213

Sibyl groaned and shook her head. "N... not much..."

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Serra went back onto all four hooves. "I doth not think, with ours land restrictions, that it wouldst be practical to attempt to chase him right now. But perhaps we could stay here in incidence he ist driven back here- and, perhaps, whilst I stand in the open, thou wouldst lie in secrecy, so that if he attacks me you can attempt some manner of ambush attack."

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Folderol looked out a window in the top of a large tower, looking to the sea. An armored Draynian approached him. "Councilpony of Foreign Affairs Folderol, the Council ist being called into meeting. They wouldst desire thy prescence."

Folderol continued to look out the window for a few more seconds, then replied. "I shalt come. Thou go inform them I shalt be there hastily."

The armored Draynian bowed and left the room.