User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-24422626-20150412234914


 * The customer howls and releases Ironworks's helmet to clutch at his scathed shoulder. He has buddies, apparently, because the group of ponies sitting behind the stumbling stallion catch him and rise, glaring at Ironworks. Glaive stands as well, but only to seperate the smith from the others.*

Glaive:  Calm it, Ironworks...