User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, 2020/@comment-7562999-20191211040304

''Hawkwing plants his hardlight scythe into the ground, glowing silver with moonlight. He sighs.''

HW: "I am looking for no trouble. I am merely trying to find a friend of mine. She has been lost for a very long time...I was told to look here for her...not entirely sure why. Maybe he thought she went here...maybe to lose herself in one of these castles and forget. My Uncle is a confusing one."