User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-7562999-20160317155509

A lgith clicks on in the old tree, lighting up a cluttered achelmist's lab. Moony, a whithered, old frail pony leads Strongheart in. "Ah, yes. Good to see you Steelheart."

SH: "Strongheart."

Moony: "That's what I said. Anyway, what can I do for you, Silverheart."

SH sighs. "Well, I'm on a but of a mission as it were."

Moony: "A mission, what does this adventure entail?"

SH: "Well, I'm...hunting something."

Moony looks back at Strongheart with his catarcted eyes. "Something or someone?"

Strongheart returns the gaze. "Someone."

Moony shakes his head. "You and your brother. You are both troubled, too troubled. You need to understand when to quit and let things happen."

SH knocks over a set of test tubes. "I'm tired of letting things happen! When I do that, ponies just walk all over me! They exploit me and toss me aside like garbage!"

Moony doesn't react to Strongheart's outburst. "I see, and you think killing this pony will solve anything?"

SH: "It'll make me feel better."

Moony: "You're brother thought the same. But yet, you are different. Your brother, he had different....eyes."

SH: "Different eyes?"

Moony: "Yes, you can tell a lot about a pony by looking into their eyes, and your eyes are much different than his. Not just by color, but by what they tell. His eyes were always burning, angry. Angry at the world for being cruel and cold. His eyes burned with passion that could not be harnessed. They smoldered with angry that would never be quenched...Yours, they are broken. Shattered. This pony wasn't the first. You have suffered for over thirty years, beaten, downtrodden, and treated like you were nothing. That is what your eyes tell me."

SH: "What does that mean?"

Moony: "It means that this is your last act. You are a hero, like, well your brother."

SH: "He was hardly a hero."

Moony: "You get my point. You were in a league of sorts, but you don't plan on returning, do you?"

SH: "No, they'd never let me back in."

Moony: "So, what will you do after this is over?"

Strongheart is quiet. Moony nods. "As I expected. You don't expect to succeed. The pony you chase has the upperhand in a battle, doesn't she?"

Strongheart doesn't respond. Moony continues. "This is your last act. You will stop at nothing, pay any cost, to drag this pony from her hiding place, and end her. Even if that cost is your life. Is that right?"

SH: "Yes, it is."

Moony: "I admire your resolve. Your brother never showed such determination. So, what do you need."

SH: "Potions...I need potions."

Moony: "Any particular kind?"

SH: "Poison...that most potent and painful that you have."

Moony nods and begins his search.