User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-24422626-20150317034530


 * Glaive decides to trot outside the building for some fresh air. The flaming blue outline of a gliding bird approches him as he sits on HQ's cloud, and soon, a familiar phoenix perches on Glaive's foreleg with a regal squawk.*

Glaive: Welcome back, Nycto. Did you get my message delivered?

* Nycto nods, and Glaive rewards him with a gentle stroke to his crest feathers.*

Good job. Why don't you stay with me for a while? It'll break the monotony of singeing griffon tails in Trotham... and I might need your help again later.

* ''The bird gives another pleased squawk. Glaive and Nycto return to HQ, where the former trots toward the training room.''*

Discord: Probably.