User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-7345250-20170522015426


 * Goldfin undresses before she turns in for the night. Her costume has seen a lot of nastiness these past few days. Including but not limited to whatever drug was being scattered on the beach.

Golden Age: *Yawn* "Yeah. Good night, guys."


 * Outside of the Control Room is a tall, pale, and regally statuesque mare frozen against the wall. Her corner of her crimson-mauve mane is all that may betray her presence to the ponies inside.


 * She scrutinizes Concrete as he draws near.