User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150221070737


 * Butler moves to the side to let the metal creature pass.*

Ah, hello, Omni... Excuse me, sir? You're leaving? Are you departing the League entirely, or have you decided to appropriate accomodations somewhere in the city?

* At the Trotham tavern, Glaive takes an empty seat by the computers.*

Vega: So, Blood, what have you come for..?

Glaive: I need to wipe a bad rep clean. I was wondering whether you could be of any help.

Vega: Mm. Been naughty up there, have you?

Glaive: No. It's another member of the League.

Lucid: Oh, I think I know who you're talking about... Goldfin, right?

Glaive: How did you know?

Vega: We've seen the news. Even though that didn't happen here, it was still a big thing, and it stuck out from everything else like a sore hoof.

Kick: The reports got cut off mid-broadcast, but I could probably remember everything that newscaster said. Ugh...