User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7562999-20150927090118

Goldenheart's eyes widen...She draws her butterfly knife and hurls it at the changelings. It morphs into a boomerang and knocks both guards over the head before returning to Goldenheart. She continues to light torches at random.

Alastor raises a palm and deflects the fire of his hand. "The is Stygian Ice...it cannot be melted."

Alastor swings his blade in an attempt to behead the reptile.