User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-9204260-20150105024054

Rat-Pony walked up to Sibyl, jumping up beside the hospital bed she was on. "You almost healed up? It's been eight pages since you last spoke."

Sibyl got a confused look on her face. "Pages...?"

Rat-Pony sighed. "Never mind. You're looking better, now, though. You mind elaborating any more on that portrait of yours?"

"Well... uh... as I said, I paint the future... and a recent painting showed, as that one before said, 'Serra' getting speared through..." she shivered.

"Hmm. How soon do the paintings come true?"

"It... seems random. Sometimes, just about a day... sometimes, more like a week. I'm not even sure about most of them..."

"I see. We'd better warn her as soon as possible, then."

Sibyl nodded in agreement.

"You mind if I skip for a bit to go see if I can find her?"

"No... I'll stay near this hospital if I'm out before you return..."

Rat-Pony nodded, then hopped down and started towards the hotel.

Sibyl had only remembered him being in some paintings soon after he left, then she started to drift off to sleep again.