User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-7562999-20150131054730

Strongheart: All right...thanks for the drinks, madam...''He leaves a stack of bits on the counter, a little extra as a tip. He to the exit and before leaving looks over his soldier. He flashes an all too familar smile at Golden Age. ''Stay smart, sweetheart. ''He leaves the bar. ''



''Eris lights her torch and holds up her golden head. ''COME GET SOME!

Abbadon: Foolish Chaos spirits...you are nothing to me...Begone! Abbadon waves his hand and a wall of pitch black shadow surges at the duo.

Gabriel: Haha...I guess so...I'm sorry you have to clean up after them...If it had been up to me I would have found something less humilated to do...