User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-7345250-20150303034726


 * Golden ponders whether she should approach the tower. On one hoof, she feels wasted. She could use a place to relax. On the other, she wants nothing to do with Folderol.

Parlys: "Well... that's that."


 * Parlys sits down next to the crystal cat. The comet may take ages to reach its destination, and until then, he has all the time in the world. Maybe he should set up a backup plan? He would, but no feasible ideas come to mind.


 * So, now what?