User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-7345250-20150518001649

Flashfire: "Er... Right. I forgot about them. They're all yours, I guess. I'll call you if it gets rough down in the city."


 * That said, Flashfire rushes out of the room.


 * This time, the Death Dragon flinches. He flaps his perforated wings and leaps back to the middle of the roof. At the same time, he unveils several invisible piles of bones.

Myasindos: "Take care of this one!"


 * He turns his gaze back towards Hawkwing...