User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-7345250-20150711035159


 * Golden Age fortifies and masks her psychic presence.

I can sense it. Dagon or whatever. I don't think it knows we're on the island, but we're definitely getting closer to it.


 * She racks her memory trying to figure out what kind of sea creature might be able to help them up here, should they need to retreat. Unfortunately, nothing comes to mind. These cliffs are too jagged.