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Logan looked at the flame for the moment, it seemed so... normal. He wasn't really bugged by this at all. It seemed he was just so used to crazy that he should start believing what people about this kind of stuff. He turned toward Blythe, "What are you going to do now?" Logan asked.

Logan stood beside Blythe, and started to walk toward the dumpster she was talking about. He could already see the scene from before he reached the dumpster, the blood was soaking out of the dumpster. He pulled out his lighter again and opened the top like he did before, and lit the flame. He was about to toss it it, but he moved his hand in front of Blythe, "It's yours." Logan said.

Norgold could hear a very faint shout from atop of the cliff. Sadly, it was muffled and he couldn't hear whoever said it. He himself tried to yell, but the pain immediately stopped him from doing so. He continued to look around for anything that could help him, but to alas, he couldn't see anything. Even if he could, he could barley move his head and that's really about it.

Logan grinned, and climbed out the window, and finally climbed down the fire escape. He waited for Blythe at the bottom.

Norgold quickly muttered phrases, as he looked away from the Beholders eyes. However, something in the distance, was something of a growl. "Did anyone else hear that?" Norgold asked the group, but he got his answer as he saw the hellish dog quickly sprinting after him. He tried to attack the dog, but it was too fast, and he tackled Norgold. They both tumbled over the cliff side. As they both fell, he realized what just happened. However, the dog was trying to bite his neck, and Norgold swiftly managed to hit the dog in the head. Now, as they both fell, Norgold thought of all the prays that he could think of, but it was to late. He could see the ground approaching, and fast. He quickly unhooked his shield from his back, and placed the dog in front of the shield, to soften the impact. The next thing Norgold came to, was that the dog was literally, squished. He however, felt his shoulder bone move, his ribs felt broken, and every time he breathed it hurt. Now he was truly lost amongst the darkness, the amulet somehow stayed on his neck, and he could still see around him. He couldn't see the cliff side however, it was to far up for him to see. He tried his hardest to get up, but the pain was too intense, and he fell back, defeated.

Norgold noticed the Beholders, quickly approaching them. He unsheathed his mace, and slowly walked over to the cliff to the side of them, he couldn't see the bottom, but he turned to see a Beholder, right above him. He quickly hit it's eye, and it tried to make a sound, however it fell over the cliff.

Logan looked at his lighter again, the lighter had been mostly rusted. He opened the top, and lit the flame, the flame glowed brightly, and he closed the top again and looked at Blythe, "Alright... Can you walk?" Logan asked, as he approached her.

Logan raised an eyebrow, but he reached into his pocket to reveal an incredibly old lighter, that he had in the War. However, Logan looked at Blythe again, "Where are the bodies at... I'll go burn them, you need to rest." He said, looking serious.

As Logan left, he thought about Blythe, he wondered what had happened, well, he knew what happened but demons in D.C... He never really thought about that. He continued to walk until he approached a small corner store, and entered. He grabbed a portable radio, a couple of water bottles, and some food, and left. As he was walking back, he fiddled with the radio. Hopefully he can tinker with it some more when he got back. Finally, arriving back about 15 minutes later, he climbed through the window to see Blythe laying down on the couch. "I brought some food, and some water." Logan said quietly, as he set down the food and the water on the table.

Norgold made a fist, and his orb slowly faded out. He reached into his pouch and also put on his amulet. As he did, his eyes began to adjust to the darkness with his new vision. It was quite odd, but he figured he would get used to it later on. On the other hand, he hoped that they wouldn't have to sneak around in the first place, but whatever kept them safer he supposed.

Norgold followed Byron and Caladus, with the orb floating above his outstretched hand. The whole place lightly glowed as the group walked through it mysterious path ways. Of course, they pasted a couple of skeletons, it wasn't surprising. People come down here to find riches, only to meet their doom. He continued to walk until Rhaine found something, an amulet. Norgold walked closer to examine it also, his eyes widened as he took a couple steps back, "That amulet... it was in my dream back in the Temple, but the pendant was black and green." He said, running his fingers through his hair. Now he was dreading coming down here, what only knows what could lie ahead, but this could be his chance to defeat the evil before it even finalized his plans. Norgold took a deep breath, he heard Rhaine comment about the Cult of the Dragon. "Yes, when I came down here, there were quite a few of them. However, from what I remember, the whole Cult left this place." He added.

I can make a Light Side character, no guarantees about a Jedi though.

Norgold grabbed the amulet and held it in his palm, he used his thumb to rub on the stone that was engraved into the middle of the amulet. He opened his pouch and gently lowered the amulet into the pouch, and closed it again. He looked at lanthe, "I hope you're right, I nearly lost my life down there. Just the horrors of the darkness..." Norgold said, until he drifted off. Adding negativity wasn't going to help them now.

I read through most of the RP, it actually sounded quite cool before it died. If you revive it, sure. I'll join.

Logan leaned back again, and sighed. "Look, just lay down and get some rest. I need to go and get some stuff and I'll be back, alright?" Logan said quietly, as he got up and headed toward the window. It was quite surprising that she came back, he was sure that she would probably leave as soon as she could.

Logan raised an eyebrow, "You know they're just doing that to cover their ass, right?" Logan said, as he finished the stitching. "All good now, the cuts are going to have to heal over time." He added, as he put away the needle and thread.

Logan looked back at Blythe, that sounded very odd. Something that... he didn't want to focus on that right now, Logan grabbed a needle and a strand of thread, and started to close her wound again. "That sounds... odd." Logan replied.

"Oh, so did you ever find out about that thing you came for?" Logan said, trying to remember why Blythe was in America in the first place.

"Oh s***..." Logan said, and he looked at the wound. He got up and grabbed a med-kit that he had from the other house and set it down in front of her again. He opened the kit up and dabbed the rag with a little bit of alcohol to clean the wound. "Sorry, but I have to clean the wound..." Logan said quietly, as he lightly as he could started to dab the rag into the wound, cleaning the dirt.

Logan quickly walked over to where Blythe was sitting, he sat down on the table in front of her. "What the hell happened?" Logan asked, concern on his face.

"Of course," Logan said. With that, he opened the door and left. As he walked to his Challenger, Logan didn't really worry about his problems. He felt... Good, for the longest time, he finally forgot about the issues and problems and life. Logan got into his car and drove down Raymond's driveway. As he left his place, he thought about eating out for once. He chose a random restaurant in downtown D.C, it wasn't quite fancy, but it seemed quite popular for college students since the College was about a block down from it. Logan pulled up and got a quite a few stares, especially from the group of college girls that were talking in front of the door to the restaurant. As he entered, the whole restaurant was in total chaos. It seemed there was a party going on of some sort. As Logan walked through the restaurant, the party came to a stand still. He felt the intense stares of the college students, and finally Logan reached the counter. He ordered, and sat down in one of the empty tables. Soon after he sat down , the party continued. Logan hated the music, and everyone was either really drunk, or really loud. After about 5 minutes of agony of the college students, his food finally left the kitchen, and arrived at his table. Logan thanked the waitress and looked at his food. A specially cooked Cesar Salad, with a cold glass of beer. As Logan began to eat, the group of college girls nosily came in and started to drink. Not even 5 minutes later, the girls approached Logan. "Is that your car?" One of the girls asked. Logan set down his fork and looked up, "Yes, it's my car." Logan answered vaguely. The rest of the girls left while she sat down next to Logan. "I'm Sabrina, what's your name?" She asked, it was quite weird that she was so friendly, "I'm Logan," He replied, again vaguely. She smiled as she scooted closer, the chair squeaking as she did. "So... what brings you here?" She asked, the tone in her voice was... weird. Logan gestured toward his food, "So, why is it your talking to me?" Logan asked. She looked confused at the question. Logan turned around to look at his car again, and figured out why. "Ah, I see." He said, as he finished the last of the food. He put down the payment, and an extra 100 dollars for a tip. It seemed that the waitress needed it. Logan walked out, and Sabrina walked after him. "It's not what you think!" She said, as Logan opened the door to the Challenger. "Sure it is," He said, as he got in and drove off toward the apartment. He smiled as he pulled up and parked the car again. However, he felt tired. Logan quickly climbed into the apartment.

"Whatever you have to do, now, if you will excuse me, I got to go. I will call you later about some more details about Blythe... If I can." Logan said, as he got up from the chair, and walked toward the door. He stopped mid strafe, "Anything else?" Logan asked.

Logan sat back in his seat, getting a bit more comfortable. "I won't be staying long, I have my own place that has all my things, and yes, Blythe is a Templar, another big secret organization in Europe." Logan replied boredly.

Logan stared at him for a moment, "Yes, they're acceptable." He paused for another moment, "Yet, the world can't save itself, now can it?" Logan said harshly.

Logan smiled, "Perfect!" He said quite loudly. "Look, you are going to have to do ANYTHING, to make her like you. If she does, maybe you can get some information that I need to take the Illuminati down once and for all, and you get your story. I know it sounds far fetch but your my last chance to break free from this hellish life of mine." He said, hoping Raymond would understand.