User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2018 and Beyond/@comment-7345250-20190506012622


 * Beneath the waves, Goldfin opens her eyes. That one is going to smart, but she can rest later. She wants to finish this now.


 * With the benefit of range, she places the trident before her horn and supercharges it into a magical spin. Much like a high-powered fan, the rapid whirling motion propels a vortical blade of water at the Neightalus. Hold on to your hat!

Flashfire: "I have a question too. Isn't Draynia rather fond of its private time? As in strictly isolationist? What's the plan for working around that?"


 * On the red carpet not far from the castle entrance, a unicorn pony with bushy eyebrows and his mane in a ponytail is busy pouring over a scroll of some kind. He checks his timepiece with nearly automatic efficiency, returning the watch to his pocket no sooner than he has read it.