User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-7345250-20150325205958


 * Golden Age rolls here eyes.

Acolyte?


 * Flashfire looks up just as Captain Orbit races into the room.

Flashfire: "What's wrong now?"


 * Pinkie and Rainbow, too, peer into the orb.

Rainbow Dash: "This better be good."

Parlys: "'Good' isn't the word I would use."


 * The changeling castle appears within the orb, foreboding as ever.

Parlys: "The castle of Queen Chrysalis is only the tip of the iceberg, so to speak. The greater part of the changeling hive lies underground, far from the heat of the desert sun. There, the lesser mortals contend for power and prestige."

Pinkie Pie: "But don't you changelings like the sun? How can you not love a bright, sunny day for doing whatever it is changelings do?"

Parlys: "Ah, but most changelings do crave it. The caverns which protect them from the fierce, nightly wind are also a testament to their oppression. Behold."


 * Parys waves a hoof over the orb again, and the scene changes to something ghastly and strange. The setting is apparently a crossroads where two tunnels cross. At opposite ends of the leveler of the slime-strewn roads are two arched facades, each adorned with dimly glowing, red-paned windows.

Parlys: "Beneath the castle is the Crossing, where the generals and the soothsayers lurk and scheme in their respective citadels. In the House of Fangs, the queen's military advisers enjoy her favor and devise fresher and crueler ways to rear her soldiers. In the House of Eyes, the magi hone their arcane spells and jealously guard their elders' secrets."


 * The sorcerer sighs almost nostalgically.

Parlys: "These are the only routes to power in the hive. One must either be pitiless enough to ascend the ranks of the warriors or ambitious enough to tempt the eyes of the magi... or else be forever mired in the lower pit with the other undesirables."