User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-7345250-20151212194152


 * Golden Age grimaces and weakly clutches her stomach.


 * The Mare Do Well breathes out something between a gasp and a sharp laugh.

Mare Do Well: "He was always losing these... Thank you."


 * She stows the bells under her own hat.