User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-24422626-20161009040555


 * Glaive applauds as the curtain falls and the lights turn up again. Noticing Inari's absent appearance, however, he looks at her in concern.*

Glaive: Is something wrong?

Vega: Alright, then. Let's see what you've got first.

* ''Vega reaches under his cloak and draws a short sword that really ought not to fit there. Cradling it comfortably in his fetlock, he stands on three hooves and angles his blade up in a low ready position.''*

Kick: Good, then. We have somewhere to start.

* The bear slumbers on.*

Honor: I don't know... I'm sure now that it's subdued, somepony would be willing to cart it back to whence it came. Maybe...

* She eyes the red vials hanging from Strongheart's neck.*