User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150219154624


 * Glaive begins sweeping the top floor of the skyscraper. He narrows his eyes at the damage he sees—Smaug's claws have ravaged the outer walls and windows rather badly. The Pegasus quickly finds a group of ponies cowering under some desks.*

Mare 1: Thank heavens..!

Glaive: This building is being evacuated. Is anypony hurt?

Stallion 1: No. But the elevators are all jammed on the lower floors.

Glaive: Stairs?

Stallion 2: They're over there, but that dragon's claws punched right through the wall and took out eight whole flights...

Glaive: Alright, follow me.

* ''Glaive opens the stairwell door first. The outer wall has been torn away completely, exposing everything within to the snow and wind, and like the second stallion had said, there are no stairs for several floors down. Glaive decides the torn-away wall presents too much of a risk. He leads the other ponies to the elevators and pries the doors open one by one with his tri-blade.''*

Mare 2: H-hang on... What are you doing?

Glaive: The stairs aren't an option.

* ''He peers down the dark shafts. Unfortunately, the closest elevator is jammed about twenty floors down—much too far to break a fall.''*

Glaive: ...Can all of you hold on to a rope?