User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-7345250-20160331152308

Mare Do Well: "I'm not detecting anything."


 * A heap of snow suddenly falls onto her head. She carefully scrapes her hat clean and then looks up in bewilderment, being the first to do so.


 * And thus she discovers the horde of ice golems that has been climbing down the rock face right above their heads.

Mare Do Well: "...Never mind."


 * Upon being discovered, the crystalline mockeries of the pony shape detach from the cliff and dive down upon the age-old trio.