User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-24422626-20151012061008


 * Ironworks disappears from Mount Lux entirely. He now sits next to War--yes, next to War--by a fireplace in the middle of a... pink Chaoscant field?

* Discord, nestled in a red robe on the opposite armchair, sips his tea from a drinking horn.*

Discord: Evening. Or is it morning? ...I give up.

Glaive: The hunt hasn't ceased since his escape.