User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-5837525-20150419015905

Orbit: And his cohorts -- Vandle and that minotaur. Now they've gone missing again. ...The minotaur. The one who copied my powers. Did you recognize him?

Gale: Never do.

(He notices the magic inhibitor on Folderol's horn.)

Gale: Huh. I see how it is. ...You!

Guard: Y-Yes, sir!

Gale: Prep one of the cells in the Mage Wing. Triple insulation.

Guard: Yes, sir!

(The guard runs off toward the directed cell block as Gale takes Folderol off Goldfin's hooves.)

Agent: This stallion is to be privately questioned in a short while.

Gale: Understood. ...Name's Gale Sentry. Fair warning -- you may not like me before the day is over.

(As Gale escorts Folderol into the compound, a C.H.A.M.F.R.O.N. agent salutes to Goldfin and Strongheart.)

Agent: I appreciate the escort, you two. Do you need a lift back to your base?