User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2017/@comment-27161581-20170711040049

''A quick trot up the stairs reveals that there are only a dozen rooms here, each of them just as run down, and as dirty as the last. Faint snoring comes from behind door two, it appears Salty Ships is fast asleep.''

Indeed the Power Ponies are not, as Eroma is very well suited to this close quarters brawl, and Butler's targets slam into the walls, the wooden makeup of their bodies is clearly visible.

''The next wave of attackers storm through, the hooves on these crackling with blue barbs, cattle prods to be exact. They lunge at Eroma, seemingly unconcerned for their own safety.''

''A crack fills the air, and a small dent appears in the ceiling, another in the barrel of Butler's shotgun. It appears he isn't the only one armed.''