User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-24422626-20160922215923


 * Pix curls her lip, as spiteful toward Goldfin as she is unsettled by the monster on the docks. She still manages to look at Goldfin's gang as though they are a casserole of idiocy.*

Pix: Yeah, sure, once your boy toy stops popping shocks and keeping the ink right there where it is. Honestly, you "heroes" have harmed this city more in the past five minutes than I have since that lucky break under Neighagra.

Glaive: The kitsune who helped save Vega. You'll know her when you see her. She's just outside.

* ''The gate isn't closed, though a few ponies bearing spears and swords are posted under archers perched in the trees. They nod in greeting to Strongheart and return to watching the path.''

* ''There is more life to be seen milling about in the dimly lit settlement proper. The place is as rustic as Ponyville—not a car or electric light to be seen on the cobblestone streets. Ponies, bat-ponies, and griffons navigate a marketplace to the left, where the air smells of roasted vegetables, seasoned stews, and the occasional cedar-seared fish. There is probably mead and a meal to be found at a modest tavern some distance down. The sound of hammer against steel occasionally rings through the air; the weaponsmiths and armorers traditionally associated with towns such as this must also be located down that way.''

* ''To the right stand some of Hollow Shade's larger buildings and tree trunk towers. There appears to be some sort of rabble in front of the most imposing log-built hall.''*

[click]

Butler: "Say no more, Master Orbit. Off to the other side of Equestria you go."

* Orbit and Flashfire find themselves whisked away to Red Corundrum's listed address.*