User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-7345250-20170419222852


 * Goldfin climbs down her chain of arachnids and turns to face the strangers. She stares them down with her own eyes of gold. Bat-ponies? Close enough-


 * Wait. No. She did her reading when she was curing Blue. Vamponies are also a thing.


 * She redirects her gaze, careful not to make eye contact.

Goldfin: "Hrmph... Whatever you're doing so far from Trotsylvania, my little strigoi, it would be smart of you to stand aside or tell me where the griffons are. I'm looking for Gretchen or Ironbeak."


 * The chute dumps Flashfire and DL into a metallic cage. Around them is another cave chamber, but this one is broader and better decorated. A long rack of scrolls spans one wall, and a padded dais lies empty under a crude skylight at the opposite end from the heroes.


 * Flashfire dizzily sits up.

Flashfire: "That's our most pressing concern?"


 * A nearby tapestry rolls up like a projector screen, revealing another passage.


 * In steps Dr. Naaa.