User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-27103443-20150626013852

''Goldenheart looks at Freeheart. Her gaze always seems to soften when she looks at the pegasus mare.''

GH: All right…I relent...

HW: Y-you think so?

''The Gunslinger limps into the bar. He makes his way to the counter and setsnhis hooves on the table. A barkeep walk up.''

Barkeep: What's your poison?

GS: The best scotch you have.

''The barkeep nods and pulls out a glass and a bottle of scotch. He pours the Gunslinger his drink and slides it over ro him.''

GS: Mwri.