User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-24422626-20170311152213


 * Revenant twists in the air, hastily adjusting his hooves to keep them in front of him. He smacks against one of the bunyip's tusks and throws his spent mini-crossbow into the creature's mouth instead.

* Goldfin's communicator chirps.*

[click]

Kick: "Goldfin, what's your position?"

* ''Glaive looses a mighty groan and shoves back up to his hooves. He stalks over to the downed Earth Pony, still scanning for his accomplice.''*

Glaive: Alright, now. Open the bag.

* Nettledew grins lightly.*

Nettledew: Are you suggesting something..?