User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2017/@comment-7345250-20170614225304


 * Golden Age's patience wavers.

Golden Age: "O-kay, we get the picture."

Gretchen: "What she said."


 * Flashfire folds her arms as she listens to the exchange.


 * She spares a glance at the photograph, but she finds herself hoping this "Ann Marey" is in nicer condition than the rest of the place. Part of her suspects that Spearmint fellow would be less than impressed with Uncle Salty thus far.

Flashfire: "Respect through the roof..."


 * A cowbell hanging over the doorway jangles dully as Inari enters.


 * The shopkeeper looks up at the sound.

Shopkeeper: "Ah. You are unfamiliar."


 * He says the word like an accusation, but he leaves his candles and coolly approaches Inari.

Shopkeeper: "Perhaps you did not see the sign, honorable stranger?"