User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20151011234727


 * Golden Age sharply grunts as she takes the spike in the breast. Almost completely spent, she retreats into the attractive darkness below.


 * "I'm sorry, Cap'n!"


 * Beyond the door is a fiery cloudscape. A sulfurous odor gushes out. In the distance, a horned creature of some sort raises its head and opens its maw to reveal a ghastly orb of light within.

???: "Zuuuuuul!"