User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-24422626-20161121035217


 * The agents zoom out onto the precariously tilted weather deck. Slamming the door shut behind him and scooting aside, the griffon takes backwards hold of the stallion and prepares to take off.*

Glaive: Good idea.

* ''Glaive checks Morsov's cuffs and gives each an extra click for good measure. The unicorn sneers.''*

Morsov: Hah! You snowflakes are clueless. Do you know who this is?