User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-7345250-20161113182754


 * But alas, Goldfin has already moved beween the ship and the pier in anticipation of this very tactic!


 * With the speed and grace of lightning, she rockets out of the dark nighttime water and socks the lead Pegasus across the face!


 * An army of her favorite arthropods starts to congregate upon the pier to meet any ponies who might make it past their intrepid leader. The tentacles seem largely unaffected by the gunfire. One of them is severed by a lucky spell... only to be replaced by two more budding tendrils!

Dark Arts: "Indeed... the guy."

Eroma: "What guy, exactly?"