User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-24422626-20151027223325


 * Glaive halts for a moment, shocked and saddened at the sight of his friend's condition. He looks Ironworks in the eye for the first time and approaches.*

...Hey, brother. C'mere, we'll get you fixed up.

* He wraps a hoof around the smith's shoulder and a wing across his back.*

Nurse, can you give me a hoof?