User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-27103443-20150728182818

The Gunslinger raises his head from the pavement. He sees a ghostly white outline of a unicorn stallion standing in front of him. "Wh-who are you?"

???: "A friend to the evil and righteous alike. Rise to your hooves, Eagle Eyes."

GS: "H-how do you know my name?"

???: "I know much. Now, do as I say."

The Gunslinger rises shakily to his hooves. The unicorn walks over to the shaking, drained stallion. Well, his hooves never touch the ground...so more like...gliding...The strange specter places his ghostly hoof on the mercenary's forehead. Surprisingly, he feels it rest on his head, as if its tangible. He then feels energy beginning to surge back into his limbs and body. His legs stop shaking, his raises his head to its normal height. The unicorn removes his hoof and backs away. "I have replenished your energy...but your love I cannot restore...Hunt the changeling, stop at nothing. When you find the Pale One...spill his blood on the rocks."

The Gunslinger nods. "Thank you."

???: "You are very welcome...and godspeed."

He gives a cold, sarcastic smile and disappears in a flash.