User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20151116065652


 * Goldfin gallops towards the piers as fast as her legs can carry her. She tries not to draw to much attention to herself.


 * There sits before Discord a complete corpse...


 * The Forest Dragon contorts his face in cruel delight... as a tree starts to grow out of Death's back.