User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2017-2018/@comment-7345250-20180423220208


 * Agent Neighland descends after Glaive, and together they follow Dances in Dust into a cluttered establishment. Overstuffed boxes of seemingly random items ranging from cornets, to typewriters, to sporting goods abound in the dark corners of the room. The walls are lined with bookshelves, and porcelain wares, and exotic masks of obscure origins. There is an upwards staircase half-buried under the superabundance of junk, and beside it...



Uncle Wing: "So good to see you again, my friend. How may I help you this-..."


 * He turns around and freezes upon seeing the two Pegasi accompanying the calf, one of whom is a recognizable Power Pony.

Uncle Wing: "O-Oh dear. Am I in trouble?"


 * The sound of glass shattering rises over the wind.


 * The goat ninja narrows his eyes up at Inari, grinding his teeth and attempting to conceal his pain.


 * ''The enraged cockatrice takes flight once more, attempting to dive between the two fighters and turn either of them into stone with its vile gaze.*


 * Spearmint alight on the deck of the ship and waves Hawkwing down. So far, so good. Now for the next phase of their escape...


 * Flashfire navigates the labyrinthine castle to the best of her ability, searching for the outer perimeter. Being able to pose as a suit of armor may be of some help along the way.

[Clank-click]

Flashfire: "Status, anyone?"


 * Force Filly swats her forehead. Is the Butler always this nonchalant?