User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-24422626-20170428024400


 * Glaive's tri-blade, trailing one of his lengths of fibercord, arcs around the edges of the room, tripping anyone else who dares to try and flee. Glaive catches his weapon and stands near Goldenheart, searching faces among the crowd for the one who bid last...*

* Kick skids to a halt next to Blue and Star-Lord and catches sight of Captain Orbit.*

Kick: Whoa! The hell?

Nettledew: Strange... Very strange. Who could that pony have been..?

* Shimmerspark uses her hooves and magic to bury the seed.*

Shimmerspark: ...You have some interesting perspectives, Mr. Strongheart.