User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-26238653-20151021195749

Thunder trots out the door. The rest of the Council stays in their thrones. Raphael sighs and leaves the room.

Goldenheart: "My world! A world of freedom and fresh air!"

Famine: "What is your purpose for staying here? You should just go."