User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-24422626-20150707052202


 * Glaive nods too and raises his communicator again.*

[click]

"Alfredo, two for Trotham, please. The usual location."

Butler: "Of course, sir."

* ''The two stallions are beamed to Trotham, rematerializing in front of the TImber Fang. Glaive takes a deep breath of the salty air.''*

Glaive: ...Welcome to Trotham, and to my home.