User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-27161581-20171010033712

''Inari stops at a fork in the trail, one path going west and north, while another goes east to Mt. Everhoof. She starts to sing, magic entwined with her words.''

''Every year creatures Choose, as they have done before, The Chosen come with shining hopes to learn of magic's lore. And every year the eldest sigh, and give the same advice- "All those who would hold Magic's Power must then pay Magic's Price."''

''Oh there was power in the metal-That's all that pony knew. A source of power dark sought stallions out-then slew. But only those without your curse were slain by silent rage- Till only you of them all were left the only page.''

''So out beyond your border there, beyond the forest tall, you come to this question a final icy wall- to feel our power and change your fate or will you finally fall?

''Your life is your own, and so alone, you choose our sorcery. your heart is afire with no small desire, to help protect your land. Concern you need not as your price as been paid- it is with another power you shall come to other's aid.''