User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150224061211


 * The Discordians do as they're told.*

* ''Glaive splays his wings, takes off, and flies for the piers. A few minutes later, he is standing on an old jetty as a light dusting of snow falls. Two winged figures glide down and land next to him. They throw back the hoods of their midnight purple cloaks and greet Glaive.''*

Lucid: Here as promised, Blood.

Kick: Yep.

Glaive: Thanks, you two... Where's Vega?

Kick: Already at Balkham.

* ''Meanwhile, Vega is swiftly moving through Balkham's halls. He has already donned a guard's uniform and made some preparations. Now he heads for the central security control room.''*