[b][i]You saw nothing. [/i][/b] *Mortar runs through the halls of the Bloodwrath. In hand, a strange one of a kind looking sword. It's dark blue, four and a half feet long, three and a half inches wide at the base of the blade. It seems to be a katana/broadsword mix. And it was ignited in ominous emerald green flames. With one swift move, he impales a heretic who attempted to murder him the other day, then looks around to make sure nobody saw him, his blazing crimson eyes looking around three hundred sixty degrees.* [i]Eh, I don't think anybody is gonna notice.[/i] *He grabs the corpse by the legs and hides him in a small room, hoping no one will notice. He then takes an icy blue knife, about seven inches long, and jams it in the keyhole, freezing it* No one saw anything... *He says this out loud almost as a threat to anyone sneaky enough to watch* [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]