User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-7345250-20160414044537


 * The Mare Do Well grimaces and dizzily raises her head from the carpet.

Mare Do Well: "...It won't kill me."


 * She tries to look back toward the battle.


 * The first of the dark golems tumbles down the mountain a short distance, eventually winding up prone.

Rat: "Are you feeling tired already? I can help."


 * The fiend's pendulums start to dance back and forth, imposing a powerful psychic yoke upon anyone who dares to look and presenting a strong distraction to anyone else.


 * Phoenix snarls upon being seared across the leg. He pulls his cape over himself and vanishes from view.