User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-7345250-20160919043908

Golden Age: "Hey. Don't call Blue simple."


 * She warily approaches the elevator.

Golden Age: "Just what kinds of 'toys' are you making here?"

Jane Neighpier: "Pshaw. He'll be fine. It's Goldfin I'd be worried about right now. Imagine if, feeling so betrayed, he were to run off, vow vengeance, and buy a heap of poison from some old guy in a hut or something crazy like that."