User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-7562999-20160919005241

Strongheart finally finishes his pancakes, which have gone very cold. He slides out of his chair and sighs...His horn lights up and a small bottle appears next to him...It smells strongly of spirits. A small glass rests against the bottle. The bottle has the label..."When Goldfin Makes So Angry That You Can Barely Stand to Look at Her Bottle."...

It hasn't been opened...Not after everything. It still remains shut.

Strongheart magically unscrews the top and pours himself a glass. He presses the glass to his lips and sips. He gags as fire hits the back of his throat. It's been so long...it tastes terrible...after much struggling, Strongheart drains the glass. He replaces the top, and casts a spell to send the bottle back where it came from. Strongheart just sits there...alone.

HW shudders. "It's not...that scary..."

GH sits on the edge of her bed. She is looking at the whiteboard on the far wall. A dry-erase marker twirls in her magical aura. Some rather complex equations are left half finished...Goldenheart is trying to solve them, but her mind keeps wandering to Levi. She mutters under her breath. "Damn that Elixir...What was I thinking?"