User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2017/@comment-7562999-20170713225423

Goldenheart shakes her head. "You stay here. I need you to sail this hunk of wood. There are instructions in the captain's quarters on what you need to do. I wrote them up in case of emergency. The last resort security measure I'm planning on using is worth ten ponies. I got this."

Sapphire shivers. "Strange nightmares and a few bouts of sleep paralysis."

The arrow never gets there. It burts into blue flame midflight and is reduced to ash. Strongheart then flicks his horn and a glowing, blue, magic rock hits the shooter over the head.