User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150227220047


 * The Cheshire Cat looks curiously at his chest and taps the dark crystallizing fur. His grin doesn't disappear. In fact, it widens a little, and he practically giggles with glee.*

Oh, good game, good game... You got me, Parlys. We should have a go at it again when we meet next. I shall see you soon.

* ''He floats down to the ground and bows. As he does, he crystallizes fully.''*

* ''Glaive arrives in HQ's teleporter room and looks for Butler. He quickly finds the League's steward carrying a tray of freshly baked entremet cakes down the hall.''*

Glaive: Hello, Alfredo.

Butler: Ah, good day, sir.

* Glaive eyes Butler's treats curiously.*

Glaive: Who's the lucky pony?

Butler: Those Guardian fellows were feeling hungry. Would you like one?

Glaive: Oh, no thanks... Maybe later. Do you know where Orbit is?

Butler: Ah... Master Orbit is off in Draynia, I believe. I'm not certain when he will be returning.

Glaive: I see... Thanks anyway.

* Glaive trots in the direction of his room.*