User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20150902014339


 * An unfamiliar green aura launches the knife aside. The changeling magi emerge from the shadows and reveal themselves. A large number of them had been silently observing this whole time.


 * One of them, completely obscured by black veils, steps forward.

Archmagus Secthotep: "You have grown carelessz, slave."


 * Parlys grins and slowly turns around to face his rival.

Parlys: "Funny. I'm not the one serving a queen."