User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-24422626-20160116014353


 * Glaive stuffs his cloak into his bag and dons a drab trench coat instead. Then, slipping on a pair of aviators as well, he flies for the outskirts of the city. Upon landing, he heads for the center, wondering whether he will run into the same ponies Ironworks mentioned.*

Kick: Oh, yeah? Try to keep up!

* Kick and Lucid step out onto the snowy waterfront and canter north at a healthy pace.*