User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-7345250-20151216025818


 * Golden Age moans and opens one eye.

Golden Age: "What do you mean?... We having a formal meeting?"

Mare Do Well: "Patience. It'll make sense in a moment. Maybe we can see what this debriefing is about afterward."


 * She spots the kitchen and trots inside. She immediately starts to gather the Power Ponies' actual produce.


 * Dark Arts taps the band on her horn.

Dart Arts: "And why would I want to harm a hair on your pretty little head? You can come out, my dear."


 * Harmless though he may be, Parlys still seems to be somewhat of a creep.