User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20151114034522

Goldfin: Ｈｍｐｈ．．． Ｓｏ ｂｅ ｉｔ．


 * Goldfin takes a moment to calm herself. Then she gently but steadily begins to fill Death's gloomy head with thoughts of happy, vigorous fish leaping in and out of a crystal-clear brook in the middle of a lovely forest.


 * Flashfire raises a cylinder of super-fire around the two combatants, sealing Pestilence in with the girder.


 * Nevertheless, the threat of the poison remains...