User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-7562999-20160329155050

Strongheart sits in his motel hotel room. He lays out his supplies and picks up one of his katanas. He inspects the blade. It appears as if it has gone dull. He pulls out a sharpening stone and begins to slowly drag it across the blade. Sharpening it slowly, but surely. "Soon...Soon, my blade shall taste justice."