User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-24422626-20171020191117


 * Glaive climbs after Inari and looks toward their destination—the gargantuan torch-bearing yak statues are hard to miss against the dark, mountain-shadowed horizon.*

Whew... they know how to build a city gate, though.

* ''Kick readies herself by the window. Lucid takes hold of Blue.''*

Kick: Alright. Once it's the Running of the Leaves upstairs, I'll take the pony by the van.

* The zebra only smirks cryptically at Levi.*

Moraearty: Indeed, you would, Goldenheart.

* ''After Moraearty has ground his hoof into the stone a few wordless moments longer, Honor and Shimmerspark suddenly crumple to the floor, hooves at their heads as they groan in distress. Goldenheart's bow clatters out of the fletcher's hooves.''*

Honor: G-gugh..!

* ''The captor himself readopts a frenetic expression. He starts on a quick pace between Levi, Shimmerspark, and Honor, pulling at his lapels and speaking as though to an applauding audience.''*

Moraearty: And heeeere we are! The mayfly, the uncle, the fletcher, and the apprentice... all pawns and cards before the Queen. Perhaps power is a game, Goldenheart. You win some and you lose some, but it's all toward an end. As a celebration of our new partnership, allow me to invite you to choose the mediums of our first craft! There'll be one for each of us—that's how apprenticeship works...

* He shoves his muzzle near Goldenheart's ear, teeth meeting it.*

Two leave... and two stay.