User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2017-2018/@comment-24422626-20180501021143


 * Glaive scrapes his hooves clean at the doormat and regards the curio curator with a shake of his head—after a sweeping glance at the veritable junk hoard around them.*

Glaive: Mr. Wing, I presume. I don't think we're here to take you in, but we've come to inquire about a bull's lair.

* ''Thus, the Butler leads his guests into the kitchen for some munchies. Everypony gets a nutritious baguette-and-artichoke-spread hors d'oeuvre, sans pasta. Mm.''*

* Goldenheart's fellow turns from the door.*

Shadefire: Have you finished your potion?

* The Timber Fang's head barkeep nods.*

Vesper: Then I'll leave it up to you whether you want to return there and see this mess through or remain here at the Timber Fang. I would recommend the latter, since the mess in question may be above both our heads... and you seem to have a charge of your own now.

* The grizzled stallion evidently speaks in reference to Ruby.*