User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-24422626-20150501151718


 * Glaive walks slowly, thinking about all that has just transpired. Ugh...

* ''The bat-stallion whistles. Nycto swoops down to perch on his foreleg.''*

Glaive: ...Go find Ironworks. Bring him back.

* The phoenix nods and leaps from his perch, gliding away.*