User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-9204260-20150104175104

Folderol walked down a long, glimmering hall with stained glass windows all about, overlooking the ocean. Trailing behind him was a changeling in Vandle's attire.

"Ah'm szorry for my failure, maszter..."

"I'm sure you are. I required to draw upon a fair amount of healing magic from the Onispell to heal you. Do not act overly risky like that again."

"Yesz szir... how're ya mattersz with the Councilpony of da Ar'fact Vault doin'? Ya gonna get da Orapret?"

"Although the Orapret would be useful, it is not necessary for the plan. As an Infinity Stone, they place far too many protocols and security over it anyways."

"Yesz szir..."

"If that is all, you will need a clever lie to explain your disappearance. I would recommend a tale of one-use teleportation spray."

"Yesz, maszter..." the changeling nodded, the changed back to Vandle in a flash of green light. Folderol focused, and changeling-Vandle disappeared in a large flash of light.

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"Vandle" appeared on another rooftop nearby, then quickly switched back to changeling and to Vandle faster than the eye could see, to give off green light. "Tada!"