User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150218050404

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Glaive: ...I'll be there when I can, sir. But I'm calling to inform you of a place that needs to be taken care of. A deceased enemy of the League has an abandoned headquarters complex a few miles east of the city's urban outskirts. The place is dangerous, crammed with zombie ponies, and there's a gas hazard there as well. We've done what we can to secure it for now, but we still don't want any civilians getting close...

* Honeymoon Discord stows the seeds and innocently admires the interior of the TARDIS.*

* ''Meanwhile, Butler plays his violin for Goldenheart and Hawkwing. Where are their parents..? It's a shame their lives' foremost supporting figures are too busy to pay the infants much attention... But as Butler's hoof dances across the strings and his bow paints a lullaby for the foals, he's satisfied that he, at least, can make them happy.''*