User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-7345250-20171008025536


 * Goldfin's rich yellow eyes make contact with Blue's, and she allows herself to relax. It's all good. Nothing to worry about. No Big Boss is going to trouble her now...


 * She tries not to consider why she thinks so.

Goldfin: "Er... Right. That's probably smart."


 * Eroma is focused on pummeling the vine with a series of vicious kicks when the ball of tar-like sap hits her by surprise. She grunts and sinks to the floor.

Eroma: "Oof..."


 * It takes her a moment to find the word.

Eroma: "Yuck."


 * The two are outside, together watching a bunch of yaks (and one pink pony) stomp a mess of logs into tiny pieces. It is the holiday celebration of Yickslurbertfest, and the prince was invited, as Glaive has already heard.


 * The prince is clearly not keen on romping around in the snow. He leaves that to the official friendship ambassador.