User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-7345250-20150707020804

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Yep! Glaive isn't busy now, is he?


 * Parlys smirks mischievously. This should be easy. He turns back to the sodden stallion.

Parlys: "Don't look now, but your tail is on fire."

Stallion: "Fahyer? Fire? FIRE?!"


 * Parlys raises his voice.

Parlys: "Everypony out! There is a fire in the back!"


 * After a few seconds of murmuring, the uproar finally comes. Ponies jostle towards the doorway and sweep the other changeling away with them.


 * Parlys follows the crowd, humming to himself all the while.


 * The boat arrives at the island, and the oars are set down. Out steps none other than Nurse Brokenheart.

Nurse Brokenheart: "What do you need help with?"