User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-7345250-20160214002634


 * The Mare Do Well produces the next letter:


 * Yakyakistan, Summer 15


 * I have seen the stallion myself—I am sure of it—the one who lives among the royals.


 * Today I went to the Bullshoi Theatre for a glimpse of the ballet I have heard so much about—a new form of narrative dance actually meant to be performed on stage. The production, which I found was appropriately called La Filly mal Gardée, was actually about a pony. Confusing, yes? Why the yaks would be dancing about ponies is beyond me...


 * But, as it turns out, the Prince and his coterie was present for this ballet too! He looks very noble, even if he is considerably more exotic than these other yaks. The horns on this one are gigantic. However, since his box was at the very top of the theatre, my vision was sorely limited.


 * Wanting a closer look, I strayed up towards the balcony after that most splendid show had ended. Among the Prince and his family was the pony, whom I had actually forgotten about up until this point. His mane was dark and greasy-looking, and I really don't care for the way it was parted. I really hope it was only because the Prince spilled his drink upon his head or [indecipherable], because otherwise this grubby creature is hard to call a pony.


 * I was ushered aside so they could leave, but I caught sight of the stallion's cutie mark: an ugly rat. I have changed my mind. I do not want to see this stallion again.


 * —[indecipherable] Sure Sky

Mare Do Well: "He sounds like our pony."