User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20150923033615


 * Parlys continues his trek across the expanse of rock that, at some nondescript point, becomes the Nether Lands. The sun is starting to set. Oh, what a shame. The wasteland is grimmer and less sightly at night.


 * Eventually, he spots a cave resembling a centaur's skull. Or maybe a demon's. It's not easy to tell, and he never bothered asking last time.