User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2018 and Beyond/@comment-24422626-20190412032636


 * At a loss for what to do against this slippery faux-alicorn, both of the Pegasi confonting Sylvia turn their efforts elsewhere. One of them notices Polter bolting for Long-Face and draws a stun baton, dropping onto the performer from above with shocking pokes aimed at his neck. The other Pegasus charges Strongheart with his own baton; the burly griffon has reeled back and apparently vomited into his gas mask. Eugh.*

[click] Butler: "I'll beam you two up immediately, Master Hawkwing. Maretropolis and I both are very glad to have you back." * ''Flash. Crackle. Home.''*

* ''Inari finds herself with a pony. In the more mortal and mere sense of the word.''

* ''Glaive lies still on the snow. There's more symmetry to him now. He's not as interesting to look at anymore, but... neither is the sight of his limb so terrible. His chest is mended fully, and the spot on his chest where the enchanted dagger struck him has ceased to slowly smoke. His eyes are still closed, but his heart now beats as though he is sleeping and not fading.''

* ''Inari was to dine with ageless princesses. Instead she finds herself with something fragile. It's a saved life regardless... Is it enough? ''*