User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2016/@comment-27161581-20160708051757

The guard shrugs.

Guard: "I haven't the faintest idea, one moment they were ready to ambush you and your crew, and the next they were howling like they were fillies with monsters under their bed. We thought that was you."

The owlbear creeps over to Ironworks and Gungnir and holds out its paw, clearly intrested in the basket.