User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2016/@comment-27161581-20160708050557

The chunk of rock burries itself in the glass.

''The former guards obediently line up against the wall, well those that can manage to anyway. Sandy begins kicking weapons out of the way, and towards a corner.''

The Owlbear picks through the fruit, eventually becoming more intrested in the container than the fruit it keeps spewing.