User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-7345250-20171019181324


 * Goldfin arches her brow at the Trotham rogues in confusion.

Goldfin: "Guys, I can whack her with the trident from here. You know that, right?"

Eroma: "Sylvia is above us."


 * The statuesque pony returns her gaze to Rat-Pony.

Eroma: "This is Concrete Mixer. That's Spider-Mane..."


 * She hesitates to introduce herself. She found it difficult to introduce herself to Ironworks previously. It feels like that was a very long time ago, given that she has not been around very long, but it has not become any easier—quite the opposite actually. She feels even more detached from the name Parlys gave her, and she identifies more with these Power Ponies instead.


 * So what to say? Eroma? Aroma? Masterpiece? No. It's time she forged her own identity—one that will complement her aspirations in days to come.

Eroma: "...And I'm Force Filly."