User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20151027011814

Golden Age: "What, you think I want to go looking for that tramp?"


 * A sharp "Ahem!" is spoken beneath Pestilence.


 * A moment later, a super-massive wall of ferrous metal—enchanted, compacted, and imbued with holy power—suddenly thrusts upward at Pestilence with mind-boggling force.