User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-24422626-20171027031810


 * Luna rises and stands near Glaive's form, the flutes of her horn glowing softly.*

Princess Luna: ...His is a troubled slumber.

Lucid: Eh? That's it?

Vega: This soup is about to turn really thick, isn't it...

Lucid: We'd best check out the garage first.

* Vega leads the way down into the underground parking area, looking about for any sign of the police cruiser.*

Moraearty: What I say.

* The zebra props Strongheart up at his niece's shoulder.*