User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-7562999-20170330181312

Goldenheart looks at her hooves and the Chancellor grins maliciously. "Wouldn't she? She would almost do anything for knowledge."

Goldenheart doesn't reply....The Chancellor continues. "I created this world, I brought it out of the ashes. I molded it into my own image. Our idea of a paradise. A world of enlightenment and research. Of progress, of uneneding and unstoppable advancement. She understands. That is what she would love to see. However, I did not create this world for no reason...There is more to the story than that."

Goldenheart finally speaks up, her voice scratchy. "How can you be me...You said that at least ten thousand years have passed."

The Chancellor just laughs. "Thirteen thousand years have passed to be precise. To the day. That is how I knew you would be here, but that is besides the point. Perhaps you want to hear a little story....A story about how Haven came to be."

Goldenheart shakes her head. "I'd rather not, thank you. We're leaving."

She tries to rush through the exit, but the door is blocked by a magical wall, forcing Goldenheart back. The Chancellor smiles coldly. "Please...I insist."

Goldenheart is foced to sit back on her haunches, as is the entire group.