User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2017/@comment-7345250-20170623060728


 * Goldfin paces around the cramped room after skimming the reports.

Goldfin: "How old is this guy? Absolutely bland for forty years? Are we even dealing with a pony? I suppose I could ask around for this Salty fellow—I think I've known a few Salties in my day—but there's also that contact number. Do you suppose it's any good?"


 * Flashfire was starting to wonder whether anyone aboard actually knows how to sail. Is he really a captain then? Well, you learn something new every day.

Flashfire: "Aye-aye, Captain?"


 * She hoists the anchor up with her own claws, no mechanical aid. Ships are complicated.

Flashfire: "Anchors aweigh."


 * The strangely feline bull observes the orb with his haunting green eyes.


 * The marmoset gets to work grooming itself.

Moo Min-Yon: "Perhaps you have come to negotiate your security, little princess? Surely you do not mean to insinuate my enterprise will be unraveled this very day."