User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-7345250-20171104033459


 * Golden Age smirks and eyes the doorway. Here comes Ghost, at long last.

Golden Age: "Come in~♪"

Flashfire: "Just hang in there a little longer. They'll be back soon, well need you there to greet them."


 * The yaks all fall in a heap. One of them shakes a clenched hoof at Inari.


 * Dances in Dust, more agile than the others, tries to spring out of the pit on the other side of the smoke cloud.