User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-24422626-20161026194027


 * The unicorn narrows his eyes, still hiding his bruised foreleg, and raises a gray-tinged magical shield around himself. This is no average caster. His colleagues in battle with Kick and Lucid realize his sticky situation; they begin pushing back toward the crippled van, though the vigilantes shift to slow their approach.

* As Blue crashes through the final door a few storeys above, a super-fast hoof meets his nose.*

[click]

Butler: "Very good, Madam Flashfire. Master Ironworks's guest is here in the lobby. Do bring Master Orbit with you, if you are able."

* Flashfire's party is returned to base.*

Nettledew: Tainted, you say?