User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-24422626-20170911034640


 * As Concrete momentarily recovers, all three thugs rush him, shoving him back together in an attempt to topple him.*

Honor: I hope so. I mean, the zebra's gone to a whole lot of trouble just to have us die of thirst.

* ''A shortish zebra stallion in his traditional beaded necklace and painted metal anklets stands across Sapphire's threshold, a pair of wicker saddlebags slung over his back. He smiles unassumingly at the unicorn.''*

Moraearty: Oh! Salutations, er—I heard Nettledew was by?