User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-7562999-20161117030330

Goldenheart nods, and then exhales heavily. A wisps of purple mist exits her mouth. She shakes her head. "Such a powerful dark spell...It poisons the castor...I'll be weak for the next couple of hours...But yes...I'm not in dire straits."