User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-24422626-20161007045341


 * Honor narrows her eyes and draws her string back further, but her target gets moving again, and she has nothing to aim at but quills.*

Honor:  It would have to be from the front, or maybe the side.

* Glaive hangs his cloak by the door before joining Inari as requested.*

Vega: I knew what I was getting into, and I've trained for life without magic. If there's a chance I can get it back, well... I'll take it. But you did well. Why did you come anyway?