You sat in the Temple Of the Dark Side, waiting for the crowd to flee. You were the last seated. You stalled, to stay behind and speak to your preacher.

The evening sun leaked through the stained glass windows, portraying stories of Deceit and Creativity, the two deities you’ve heard about and worshiped in these very walls.

Suddenly, your preacher approached you.

“My, may I help you? Why must one stay?”

Asked Logan.