User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2017/@comment-7345250-20170705194450

Goldfin: "Manehattan has never been a favorite of mine. I'm more familiar with the ponies at the aquarium than the ponies actually working the docks. Maybe catching Nero will have given us some positive rep?"


 * She flashes a toothy smile. True to her previous experience, she means to walk into the seediest place she can find and hope for the best.

Goldfin: "So, a changeling and a super-merpony walk into a bar..."


 * Gretchen's eyes follow Lucid.

Gretchen: "I don't recall offering it... but Goldie and I go way back, back to when her 'seasickness' was in its infancy."


 * Freshly groomed, Spearmint identifies the Power Ponies' ship by the dragon on the deck with his astute Pegasus eye. With several aides wheeling royally marked crates and other baggage behind him, he trots up towards the vessel.

Mr. Spearmint: "Again, Power Ponies, you do not disappoint... Unless you have other matters to attend to in Canterlot, we may depart when the produce and other 'tools of the trade' are aboard."


 * While Spider-Mane deals with his waffles and vine samples, Eroma glides into the lounge with a poorly concealed grin. Her mane is strikingly different from before, having been trimmed, and washed, and lightly tousled by the pony herself since they parted.


 * She is pleased with her handiwork. Inelegant though the new look may be, it is something she can call her own. Take that, Princess Amore. Take that, Parlys.

Eroma: "How goes the criminal-fighting?"


 * There is another door at the hallway's end, exactly the one through which Moo just passed according to Inari's past-vision. No traps greet her in this particular passage. Only pillars of gold, serpentine carvings, and red-tinted light.