User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20151201001909

Goldfin: "Did he say Parlys? In Ponyville? I thought we scared him away from those parts!"


 * Her ears droop. After she says it, she realizes it's a boast that even she cannot believe. Her hunt for Parlys was a complete failure.

Goldfin: "Well... Aye-aye, Cap'n!"


 * She rushes out of the infirmary.

Parlys: "You..."


 * Enraged to the point of hissing, Parlys turns to Silverheart. He swats him across the face without so much as a moment's hesitation.

Parlys: "You puny, scruffy, insignificant..."


 * Parlys adds another blow with each abusive word, pounding his face back and forth.

Parlys: "Impudent brat!"


 * He finishes with a savage downward stroke.

Parlys: "Yahaha... Look at you now! What beauty was ever here? None, I tell you! You're just a dirty, ugly, paltry mote of dust under my hoof. You simply deserve to die!"


 * The Mare Do Well holds her silence. Her expression is unreadable.


 * Eventually, the weight of the vines forces Cadance to a halt.

Princess Cadance: "Ungh... Only one option..."


 * Cadance prepares herself to dispel the barrier and unleash a blast of destructive force upon the bundle of vines. She only has one shot at this...


 * The vines seem to be coming from all over the place. Perhaps they are spreading. The ones around the boutique seem to have arisen from every direction, all aimed at this one point.