User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150111011403


 * Glaive, having apologized to Butler and left HQ, doesn't take long to spot a particularly distressed and armored stallion galloping down Mane Street while screaming Snowy Sky's name at the top of his lungs. Glaive touches down in front of Ironworks.*

Glaive: Ironworks! Calm down!

* Long-Face simply gazes, perhaps dreamily, in the direction that Smaug flew in.*