User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-5837525-20150930195825

(Orbit nods in silent understanding.)

Orbit: As morbid as it sounds, I pray whatever Folderol's plans were died with him.

(Staying close to Goldfin, Orbit sidles up to a wall and peers into the entryway of the castle, finding little more inside than a stairway leading upward.)

Orbit: I also pray that, with Folderol's supposed passing, Vandle will listen to reason.