User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150131030552


 * Glaive searches the bedrooms one by one, with no luck. Soon, the only bedroom left unsearched is Ironworks's, and the only thing of interest there is the bottle on the shelf...

* ''Glaive sighs and trots over. He lifts the bottle, skims quickly over the single penned wink on the label, and sits on Ironworks's cot.''*

...Hey, Rosebud. You still there?