User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-7345250-20150707013244

A key to what? Dagon is already free.


 * Before long, Parlys locks eyes with the one emitting the familiar scent—a pony watching him from a table across the room—only it is not a pony.

Parlys: "You impudent peon..."


 * The pony continues rowing, uninterested in the flare.