User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-7345250-20151216033612

Golden Age: "Double ugh... I thought you were on my side again."


 * She playfully punches Strongheart in the shoulder.

Golden Age: "Alright. Get up so I can get dressed."


 * The Mare Do Well dumps the real produce into the mess that fills the armored hero's room. She gives it another stir so that even she is unsure which ones are real and which ones are actually metal.

Mare Do Well: "There. If he tries to reverse the spell without sorting through all of this and fishing the rest out of the pool, he'll end up with a workbench made of celery stalks. Even I would find it challenging to fix this room."


 * Satisfied with her work, she leaves Hazard Room 3B once more.