User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-7345250-20161230055919


 * Goldfin disembarks and stretches, savoring the seaside air as though she were only just arriving at the waterfront.

Goldfin: "Ready or not, it's almost showtime."


 * Such is life for a pony of her stature.

Goldfin: "Tall Tail will be in the pressbox, right?"


 * Eroma looks over her shoulder and fixes a firm, focused look upon the shelf. Of all the strange things she has encountered thus far, the only one that comes close to baffling her as much as law and technology is magic. Then again, her Maker said she would never have to worry about magic, but she is loath to listen to him anyway.

Eroma: "If this 'arrangement' remains as it is now, I will probably tire of it in time. Do you have a similar arrangement with them too?"


 * Flashfire crouches down... and begins observing the office.

Flashfire: "And now we see who goes in and who comes out."


 * The street is rather barren of ponies.