User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20150909231459

Golden Age: "Well... the swamps are shallow and muddy. It might be possible for me to send in some sea creatures, but anything bigger than a shark will stand out... if we're even going there ever."


 * Golden pauses to recall something.

Golden Age: "Also, Death-Stalker can walk on water, so there would be no escape for anyone caught in the mire. He knew what he was doing when he chose that place."


 * Flashfire knocks on the door of Professor Ahmet's apartment... again.


 * He answers, of course.

Prof. Ahmet: "You're back for the orb already? Heesh, I've barely had time to wake up... What kind of whipster gets an archaeologist up at such an ungodly hour on a weekend?"

Flashfire: "It was a long night."

Prof. Ahmet: "You don't say?"

Flashfire: "A long night."

Prof. Ahmet: "I heard you the first time. Come in, come in. Just don't let me catch you napping on the floor. I've got a lot to say."

Jane Neighpier: "I'm good. Semi-retirement means I've moved beyond the old grudges. That's more for you guys though."


 * The gates are opened. The soldier forces the two changelings out.