User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-27103443-20151018022636

Gungnir hums slightly.

Goldenheart kicks the dirt...nothing interesting seems to be happening...She carries on wandering.

Famine snarls. "Yes, I know of you, dragoness...I am far worse than that wannabe dragon. I sap the very strength of my enemies."

Famine inhales sharply, and a streams of white mist begin to curl off of Flashfire a nd flowing towards Famine. Flashfire will begin to feel weariness fill her muscles. "Mmm...You have fire in your soul...Spicy..."

Pestilence once again dodges the bullet and charges the Butler, bringing her noxious cloud of bacteria with her.