User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-24422626-20171015035150


 * Moraearty smacks the wayward fireball apart with his foreleg. The sleeve of his jacket suffers not a singe.

* The next instant, Levi's fallen sword is in his hoof, and he touches its point to the changeling's neck.*

Moraearty: Try. Try again.