User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2017/@comment-24422626-20170826191327

Princess Luna: I've had a crumpet or two, so we may start presently.

* Strongheart finds himself in a room.

* ''His forelegs are tied to the legs of what seems to be a wide, padded sawhorse—a wood-carved device on which the stallion is lying belly-down. His rear limbs, however numb they probably are, are probably similarly restrained. Firing nerves tell Strongheart that there's something sharp poking in his back, near his spine.''

* There's a fireplace to Strongheart's side in his field of vision, but its embers only cast enough light to reveal the stone floor and the shadow of an oak door across the room.

* A familiar, parched voice sounds to his other side.*

Honor:  Strongheart... Strongheart, wake up...