User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-24422626-20161107050703


 * Vega's own smile shallows.*

Vega: ...Sure. Not a problem.

* He nods to Vesper and shows Goldfin to a quieter corner by the stairs.*

Vega: What's wrong? I heard rumours about a minute ago that something went down in Manehattan.

* Nettledew gives a pleased nod.*

Nettledew: Oh, that's right... We were to arrange for your piano. I'll send a friend word tonight, and that should be ready by morning.

* ''The slender mage yawns lightly and takes off her robes for the first time in Strongheart's presence, using her magic to hang them neatly on the side of the tent. She curls her legs again and gazes up at the stars.''

* Incidentally, the mare's cutie mark is a dewy nettle leaf set upon a burst of green light.*