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State Alchemist Jason Gold wandered the top of the ruined church, his eyes scanning every inch of the rotting structure. There he found one of the confessionals was slightly askew. As he walked to it, he could hear the laughing of a madman just barely… Light as it was, as though it were a whisper in his ear. With this, he decided to move the Confessional out of his way, the rotting wood screeching as it scratched against the wooden floor. 

The confessional gave way fairly easily, Jason could feel the wood wanting to splinter in his hands as he moved it. Though this still was of no concern to him, this was just another way to pass the time. He watch as the steps leading down became illuminated at the bottom, the shadows giving way to flashes of light and crackling noises… [color=a0410d]“Alchemy...”[/color] Jason’s pupils shifted a little, as though a bit of life had returned. He marched down the steps, the soft burning lamps downstairs giving him an idea of the depth he would need to travel. 

Though when he reached the bottom, he was paid witness to something he didn’t expect and once more his pupils returned to their natural state… She was an Ishvalan woman, nothing special here, perhaps she was some kind of alchemist… But that wasn’t important, his pray was already downed and impaled with a spear. [color=a0410d]“I’ll be taking him.” [/color]Jason murmured ignoring the young woman, not as though he cared much as to what happened here. He’d simply state he used alchemy to kill the man.