User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20150907082854

Golden Age: "Oh, that's right... Glaive was one the other side of the hill or something. Gotcha."


 * The guards grumble to themselves and return to their posts. A moment later, a soldier enters, hisses, and leads two of the other changelings out of the room.