User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-7345250-20150629075333


 * Golden Age becomes aware of a cold, numb feeling in her belly, but it does not seem to be just a work of fear. She looks down and sees that the fog has thickened. Uncomfortable and uneager to shiver in front of Kick, she firmly wraps her cloak around herself while Kick does what she can.

Promise me you won't tell anypony at the League, okay?


 * Flashfire thoughtfully scratches her chin.

Flashfire: "You know what I think? She's faking it. Look at how limp her mane is, and we already know that she didn't do anything to the robots. For some reason or another, she's trying to take the fall for our mistake. She's on our side."