The Writer jolted up in his bed, covered in sweat. "I need to write that post." Putting on a flannel shirt, he headed over to his computer to write the post that would decide Ian's fate. [i] Dojo Courtyard, October 18th 6:27 PM[/i] Lighting cracked through the sky and struck the center of the Dojo courtyard, scorching the earth and marking where *crash* -blam!-, I'm getting slow. A massive hole opened up on the "marked" spot, a hellish red glow emanating from it. A beast five stories tall would emerge, clad in thick, spiked armor and armed with a flaming spear twice as tall as himself. He was the Gatekeeper of Hell, and would be my da- I mean Orn's first target. Alright, Orn. let's do this.