User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2016/@comment-7345250-20160829222023


 * Goldfin winces and gasps.


 * Though she is no stranger to injury or insult, not even in that particular region, this is no light humiliation. She is defiled. Oho, now this is personal!

Goldfin: "What did you do?! Get back here, freak show! You are soooo going down!"


 * She hops to her hooves and gives chase, trident awhirl upon the huge bugs.


 * Flashfire nods and springs into action. She locates the van by touch, for it is hard to miss in so small a street, and rips the driver-side door from its hinges.

Flashfire: "Stop right there, you-"


 * It is empty.

Flashfire: "Um..."


 * From here, she can recognize the sound of Goldfin's fury.

Flashfire: "Oh, great."

Red Caboose: "I see..."


 * Another off-sigh.

Red Caboose: "You mean to tell me someone over in Griffonstone has been messing with our rails? These 'Galalalad' folks have something to do with it?"