User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-24422626-20150423010602

Discord: Let's be off, then.

* ''The draconequus snaps his talons, and Goldfin's party is whisked away to Equestria's arid southern badlands. They stand at the entrance to the changeling castle, in the shadow of its high spires.''*

Long-Face: Being locked away yourself doesn't do much for your social strands, Mr. Chance. There are few acquaintances of mine worthy of this sort of operation who also walk free.