User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2017-2018/@comment-7562999-20180420000104

''Goldenheart looks back and sighs. She didn't really need him to leave her to only her thoughts but she just shakes het head. She pours the Salamander Spleen into a pot and then  pulls out a small vial and unstoppers it. It seems to be empty, but then Goldenheart pulls out her black blade and pulls the length of the blade down her foreleg, leaving a small gash, she holds the wound over the vial, filling it about half before pressing a magical aura against the cut and floating the vial away. She pour it in and then plucks another bottle from the shelf, Zeal of a Griffin, it reads. Goldenheart scoffs at the name before pouring it in as well. She then stirs her concoction over a high flame, watching the mixture turn purple slowly...''



Hawkwing continues to tail Spearmint...unsure of where they are going.