User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-7345250-20150302070615


 * Mare-velous grits her teeth.

Mistress Mare-velous: "I see that these years have done nothing to temper your naiveté, Matter-Horn. Look at this colt. 'Nox,' he calls the thing."


 * Nightwhinny frowns. He remembers the heated disputes these two had in the old days.

Mistress Mare-velous: "You may be willing to make a gamble on 'Nox,' captain, but by doing so, you do ask the rest of us to do the same. You ask us to trust you with this parasite, the one which nearly spelled Vanhoover's doom I might add, and pray that it doesn't take you over like it did the rest of the bucks in blue."