User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-24422626-20150711032540


 * Once again, the trail splits. One path continues upward, while the other takes a steep descent.

* A subtle but steady pressure finally sets in on Goldfin's psyche.*

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Butler: "Of course, sir."

* Orbit is prompty beamed up.*

Butler: "You are in luck, Master Ironworks. That equipment is kept in the laboratory."