User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-7345250-20161117042339

Goldfin: "Oh, holy mackerel!"


 * These are not the ambushers she was expecting. The ship tilts to give her the high ground and let her backpedal straight down the stairs. She barely escapes a fist to the nose.

Goldfin: "Hrmph! If you're done playing around, then so am I."


 * The hull creaks as something boards the ship.


 * She swings her trident down at the griffon's head.

Eroma: "I would... prefer that. Let us go."


 * Parlys gives Sombra the evil eye.