User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7562999-20151026165546

Death: "As if I would tell you where Famine and Pestilence went."

The screaming from the pool has stopped. Pestilence looks into the pool. "I wonder if the transformation is almost done..."

Famine: "Soon."

Pestilence: "But I want to see wifey."

Famine: "Did you just say "wifey?"

Pestilence: "Well...War will be a mare now."

Famine just sighs.