User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-7345250-20150228024655


 * Golden finds that her head is clearing, as though some great pressure she failed to notice has suddenly vanished.

Phew...

Nightwhinny: "A pretty nasty concoction called the blood purge. It's like bleach on stains. That infection is toast."


 * The Mistress Mobile rockets out of town and into the hills.


 * Captain Death-Stalker waits. If this confrontation drags on, Folderol will reveal himself again. This time, he will be ready.