User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-24422626-20150329073625


 * Glaive heads back to his room, where Nycto caws a greeting from his bedpost perch. After tossing the phoenix a cracker, Glaive slips off his cloak, removes his belts, and takes an ice-cold shower.

* ''Perhaps fifteen minutes later, the lone stallion is lying on his bed and staring up at the ceiling, a bit unsure of what to do in this strange lull in the action. He doesn't feel like visiting the training room. It's a bit early for an evening flight. Finally, Glaive just closes his eyes and nods off to sleep. When Nycto drops the Discord plush on his head, he doesn't even notice.''*