User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-7562999-20160124192644

SH: "Maybe...she went to aide the others."

Snowy groans in pain. "My ribs...my chest...everything hurts."

She spits up more crimson fluid.

Hawkwing swoops down and spits ice and snow down upon Bayne, trying to freeze him in place.

GH: "No, I inherited my weakness and awful coping skills from him."

Gungnir grumbles something, but stays put.