User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-7345250-20150828032948


 * Shark-Pony yelps but maintains his grip.

Flashfire: "Hang in there, Ironworks!"

Goldfin: "I've got this."


 * A trident suddenly whacks Shark-Pony in the fork of the legs.


 * A thick fog starts to blanket the lower hill...

Dark Arts: "Now, are you three done gawking at my not-so-triumphant-but-glorious-nonetheless return, or must we suffer yet another empty threat?"

Magus 1: "...Why are you here?"