User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-7345250-20171124053342


 * Goldie starts to wonder whether she can send a message to her comrades in the town below. This building is not exactly the fortress that was the Neightalus.


 * But still, she finds herself contemplating Diamond's words. Should she benefit more than some lowlife on the streets? The answer to that is an easy yes. She's the one saving their lives whenever something like Omega Z rolls around.


 * And yet... Massages? Hooficures? Diamond's got it all wrong.

Golden Age: "Those sound great and all, but really nothing compares to a dip in the deep, dark ocean."


 * The polar maulwurf digs a tunnel into the snow and flees the scene while Inari and Glaive make their getaway.


 * So it would seem Inari has come home with additional prisoners, besides the opium consumers. They are now joined by Dances in Dust and her escort.


 * Spearmint holds a steely expression at this, but inwardly he is satisfied. There is more where that fruit came from. All the countess needs to do is play nice.

Mr. Spearmint: "Consider it a thank-you for the warm reception... and perhaps a token of camaraderie as we march forth together this evening."