User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20151015152649

(Okay, it has been three days and eleven pages since the Folderol's Tower scene last advanced, so I am taking Goldfin out for a while. My patience has expired.)


 * Golden Age slowly wades ashore perhaps a mile from Folderol's tower. She must have lost her sense of direction on the way back, but it still beat following Shaitan on the surface. Another spike at such a small depth could have been fatal.


 * She heaves a deep breath to fill her empty lungs, but a fierce ache sends her down to her knees. She slides back a little into the surf.

[Click]

Golden Age: "Ungh... Goldfin here... We've run into trouble..."


 * Still humming, Dark Arts superheats the blade of Excalibur in the goblet and nonchalantly thrusts the Star Amethyst into its crossguard.


 * The trio of barrels start circling the platform. It would seem that this is another of the changeling queen's horrible tricks after all.