User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-24422626-20171017194445

Lucid: Fine! We'll fly out the fourth floor!

* ''Lucid grabs Goldfin by the shoulder and descends a flight of stairs. Kick throws the door lock and steps clear.''*

* As his hooves slip and he falls slightly behind, Glaive draws his tri-blade to use as a piolet.*

Y-... Yes. I've looked forward to them.

Moraearty: The mage? What, now that she's begun to outlive her use to me?

* He chuckles.*

She did do such a good job of keeping you around, though. It was a dear little letter she wrote to Goldenheart, too.