User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-7345250-20161019045643


 * Goldfin cups one hoof over her communicator and the other over her lips, trying hard not to snicker aloud. The trident repeats its whack, again disappearing before Sandy can turn around to see it.


 * No one is visible in the alley.


 * It is quiet.

Aroma: "Why, yes. I was about to wander off."