User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20150927032059


 * Parlys raises his horn and scrutinizes the arch of the gate. There in faded centaur runes are the following words: "Thou who wishest to face doom ere death, know thou must face thine own last breath. Unlockest my lips with proof of thy tears and steelest thy will for myriad fears."

Parlys: "What a needlessly grim welcome."


 * A few voices are audible somewhere down the hall, but they seem to be fading. No one is around to witness Goldenheart's effort... yet.