User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2016/@comment-24422626-20160729224624


 * Glaive lands by the crater and frowns down at the aftermath. He should be tracing that big ol' trail of hoofprints by the woods—which he points Flashfire towards, trusting that the dragoness will keep the flames at a minimum.*

Glaive: Dynamite. In a wagon. That was a pony... Five minutes ago.

* ''Lucid and Kick set their passengers down at an observing distance from the wreckage. Kick goes back for Goldfin.''*

Kick: "You need a ride too?"