User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-7345250-20150331011746


 * Flashfire swipes the rest of her quesadilla off of the table before it goes flying, but Goldfin's chilly bowl of pasta hits the floor and spills.

Goldfin: "I was losing my appetite anyway..."


 * Flashfire finishes and cleans her hands with a small fire bath.

Flashfire: "Okay, now that thing is being problematic."

Goldfin: "You think?"


 * Goldfin rises and levels her trident.

Goldfin: "I know how we can get rid of this thing, but we'll need it to put the table down first."