User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-27161581-20161008022032

By the time Goldfin drains the bottle, her horn is itching something fierce, but she is clearly much better.

Research comes over with several gallons of the stuff, kept in milk containers.

Research: "Alright, here you go, just eight ounces after dinner and you should be good to go in a week. No strenuous activity, though walking, and trotting is alright. No magic, unless you want to end up dizzy and feeling like you drank the sewage."

Blue: "How's dancing?"

Deep Heart raises her eyebrows at Blue's words.

Research: "That's fine, just don't have her dance anything crazy unless you want to carry her back to her room, and clean up the floor."

Blue: "Noted."