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BlessedSilence BlessedSilence Find all posts by this user Member Posts:111 Joined:Sep 2013 Character:Asdrellia Pemberton Server:Gilgamesh Reputation: 3 Interrogations of a Bastard | #1 10-29-2013, 12:21 AM And here is the log of Gaardal's interrogation.  Enjoy! "Arry Dresdyn",":more whispers: Fine.  I dunnae wante te upset yer delicate sensibilities.  I swear, I though' the Adde's had more stomach than this.  Wha?  No, I will nah be waking 'im up firs'.  I can teleport  'im jus fine." "Arry Dresdyn",":whispers continue: No, I willnae tell ye where I be goin'.  Ye dunnae want any o' this, so ye get none o' it.  Besides, I dunnae think I can trust ye anymore.  An dunnae think I forgot the debt ye owe me.  I will collect." "Gaardal Wyght","*groans, snorting a few times*" "Arry Dresdyn",":hushed tones: Shhh...dunnae you worry...y'll be awake soon...." "Gaardal Wyght","*goes back to loud, ragged snoring*" "Arry Dresdyn","Oye, Drifters, if ye 'ave the chance, can ye meet me in Black Brush?  Got somethin' that needs te be done...In the stone building, center o' town." ((A short time later, some Drifters arrive)) "Zanana Zana looks around." "Zanana Zana",""Small turnout, eh?"" "Arry Dresdyn bows courteously to A'venn Tia." "A'venn Tia nods to Arry Dresdyn." "Arry Dresdyn bows courteously to Zanana Zana." "Zanana Zana waves to Arry Dresdyn." "A'venn Tia","So... Where is the bastard?" "Arry Dresdyn points at you." "Arry Dresdyn","He still be out...gonna wake 'im up in a minute" "Gaardal Wyght slumps against the wall, hands still bound, asleep" "Zanana Zana fails to understand Arry Dresdyn." "Arry Dresdyn bows courteously to Iron Chrysanthemum." "A'venn Tia","Let me know if you need help." "Zanana Zana",""Why wait?"" "Arry Dresdyn","Arry Dresdyn bows courteously to Ququzan Jujuzan." "Iron Chrysanthemum","Salve, comrades." "Zanana Zana walks over to Gaardal in kicks him in the forhead.  "Hey, wake up, asshole!"" "Arry Dresdyn","Zanana, please step back...I'll be taking SLEEP off in a second." "Gaardal Wyght groans, the blow snapping his head back against the wall" "Zanana Zana fails to understand Arry Dresdyn." "Iron Chrysanthemum","So this is th' shite that stabbed our mate, is it?" "Zanana Zana",""If ya say so."" "Arry Dresdyn","But first, we need to remember, we need him ALIVE.  If ye kill 'im, we will ne'er get Asdrellia back.  Tha' is the primary goal.  Secondily, we must afford Ms. Sasha a chance te find out wha' this cur knows abou' her lost love." "Arry Dresdyn","So, whate'er we do, we canna kill 'im" "A'venn Tia","Can we cripple him?" "Arry Dresdyn",":taps pearl to keep lines open:" "Zanana Zana nods to A'venn Tia." "A'venn Tia nods to Zanana Zana." "Zanana Zana",""Ooh, ooh! I wanna break his kneecaps!"" "Arry Dresdyn","Aye, mayhaps later" "Zanana Zana",""So, who's this Asdrellia folk, now? I just heard that Kayle got stabbed."" "Iron Chrysanthemum cracks his knuckles noisily. "That's th' thing 'bout bein' a monk," he says. "Ye learn where th' chakras intercept nerve clusters.  Wi' the proper knowledge, ye can induce pain wi' but a touch."" "Arry Dresdyn","Asdrellia be one o' us.  She be a young lass this cur's boss had kidnapped." "Iron Chrysanthemum","Miss Zana kens th' technique. Th' Touch o' Death. Am I right?" "Arry Dresdyn pokes Wyght.  "Wakey wakey"" "Zanana Zana nods to Iron Chrysanthemum." "Gaardal Wyght groans, his head moving slightly but does not wake" "Arry Dresdyn","Oye, A'venn, bring me tha' bucket o' water, please." "A'venn Tia nods to Arry Dresdyn." "Zanana Zana",""Yep! Though, when my big bro taught me it, that's not what he called it. I only found out about the real name recently."" "A'venn Tia kneels respectfully." "A'venn Tia hands Arry the bucket of water." "Arry Dresdyn takes the bucket of water from A'venn, and dumps gallons of water on the prisoner's head" "Gaardal Wyght coughs and sputters, shaking his head "The hell?!"" "Zanana Zana",""That's it? Eh, it would have been more fun to hit him. At least I got a kick in."" "Arry Dresdyn","Oye, mornin' buttercup." "A'venn Tia glares at Gaardal. "Welcome back to the land of the living, mutt."" "Gaardal Wyght looks up at the man that comes into focus.  He growls, realizing his hands are bound tightly" "A'venn Tia stands and pulls an arrow from his quiver. He begins to sharpen it." "Arry Dresdyn","Stay back a bit, Zanana, we dunnae know wha' this cur can do.  No point takin chances." "Zanana Zana nods to Arry Dresdyn." "Gaardal Wyght","Well well, the dogs have a bit of bite to them." "Arry Dresdyn","Aye, ye dunnae want us te 'ave te use it, either." "Gaardal Wyght snorts, leaning against the wall.  "Well then.  What do you plan to do?"" "A'venn Tia leans against a wall as he sharpens the arrow." "Arry Dresdyn","Now, I 'ave a couple o' questions, an if ye answer 'em, ye get to live anot'er day." "Gaardal Wyght","Questions hm?  Sure.  If I care to answer them." "Iron Chrysanthemum is annoyed with you." "Arry Dresdyn","If ye dunnae answer em, I'm gonna let this big guy pull ye apar' limb fer limb." "Iron Chrysanthemum","Pull ye apart? Oh no, nothin' like that." "Arry Dresdyn nods to Iron Chrysanthemum." "Iron Chrysanthemum kneels before you." "Iron Chrysanthemum","But ye see..." "Gaardal Wyght eyes the large roegadyn, and shrugs nonchalantly" "Zanana Zana looks around." "Iron Chrysanthemum straightens his index finger holding it before the prisoner's nose, then turns and drives it to the knuckle in the solid stone." "Iron Chrysanthemum","I can do all KINDS o' things that'll make ye WISH I was just pullin' ye apart." "Arry Dresdyn","So, are we in agreement, ye answer me questions, an ye live.  Agreed?" "Gaardal Wyght hides the flinch as the stone by his head bursts apart, raining dust and particles over his already soaked shirt" "Gaardal Wyght","Fine.  Do your worst." "Zanana Zana",""Ooh, ooh! Arry, can I ask the first question?"" "Arry Dresdyn notes the fact that the highlander is still soaking wet, and hits him with thunder, driving a jolt of electricity into his body." "Zanana Zana",""Pleeeeease?"" "Zanana Zana grovels shamelessly before Arry Dresdyn." "Gaardal Wyght grits his teeth hard, biting back the scream that wants to escape.  He won't give them the satisfaction" "Arry Dresdyn looks at the lalafel, and motions quietly, "Ye will 'ave yer time"" "Zanana Zana nods to Arry Dresdyn." "Arry Dresdyn","So, where be Asdrellia Pemberton?" "Zanana Zana",""Okay! I just don't wanna be left out."" "Arry Dresdyn nods to Zanana Zana." "Gaardal Wyght lets out a ragged breath "Where she belongs."" "Iron Chrysanthemum","Be a wee bit more specific, laddie." "A'venn Tia silently continues to sharpen the arrow." "Arry Dresdyn",""Wrong answer"  Arry Dresdyn fires another jolt of electricity at the prisoner." "Zanana Zana laughs at Arry Dresdyn." "Gaardal Wyght grunts, teeth grinding together, nostrils flaring" "Arry Dresdyn","Where is Asdrellia Pemberton?" "Gaardal Wyght","She's where ... where she ... belongs!" "Zanana Zana is annoyed with you." "Iron Chrysanthemum","A location, boyo. Give us a location." "Zanana Zana",""And where's that? You want another zap? Man, you must be a masochist or something."" "A'venn Tia looks to Arry. "Mind if I assist?"" "Arry Dresdyn",""Apparently the jolts are doing nothing." The mage changes tactics, and using Blizzard turns the prisoners right foot into a block of ice." "Zanana Zana bursts out laughing at you." "Iron Chrysanthemum shrugs at Arry Dresdyn." "Gaardal Wyght sucks in a breath as pain shoots up his leg, already injured from before.  He glares at Arry saying nothing" "Iron Chrysanthemum","I think we're goin' about this th' wrong way. May I?" "Zanana Zana",""Kyahahaha, that's great! Kinda jealous that you get to have all the fun, though."" "Arry Dresdyn","A'venn, kindly put another arrow in this cur's knee." "A'venn Tia","I have a better idea..." "A'venn Tia stops sharpening the arrow and approaches Gaardal." "A'venn Tia gets eye-level with him and shoves his head into the wall, keeping his left eye wide open." "Iron Chrysanthemum","Wait, half a tick." "A'venn Tia thrusts his arrow towards his left eye, keeping it an inch away from the eye." "A'venn Tia","You've got three chances to tell us where Asdrellia is. Once all three are up, you lose an eye." "Gaardal Wyght warily watches the miqo'te that approaches him.  His head slams into the wall behind it.  All he can see is a glistening point" "A'venn Tia","So... Chance one. Where EXACTLY is Asdrellia?" "Arry Dresdyn",":watches as A'venn questions the prisoner:" "Gaardal Wyght flares his nostrils, snorting. "Thanalan."" "Arry Dresdyn","Ahh, now we be gettin somewhere.  Where in Thanlan?" "A'venn Tia nods to Arry, keeping the arrow the same distance." "Zanana Zana gazes upon you in deep reflection." "Gaardal Wyght weighs the question a few moments "Locked up under it."  He sneers" "A'venn Tia","You heard the man... Where in Thanalan?" "Arry Dresdyn","I beleive that be chance two..." "A'venn Tia","I'm sorry... Not specific enough. Chance three then ... Where in Thanalan?" "A'venn Tia moves the arrow a little bit closer." "Arry Dresdyn","So, if ye want te keep yer eye, ye will give me a location." "Gaardal Wyght smirks "Ul'Dah."" "Arry Dresdyn","Take the eye." "A'venn Tia nods to Arry. He takes the arrow and swings one of the rear-tips at the eye, trying to take the eye from the socket in one fell swoop." "Iron Chrysanthemum sighs. "Well. That's done, then."" "Gaardal Wyght screams, the pain so intense he nearly passes out ((omitting the grusemone details but you get the idea))" "Arry Dresdyn","Now, it occurs te me that there be somethin' a man treasures more 'an an eye.  A'venn, move the arrow...south." "Zanana Zana cringes with pain before you." "Zanana Zana",""Ooh, that has to hurt."" "Zanana Zana bursts out laughing at you." "A'venn Tia nods to Arry and moves the arrow an inch from Gaardal's crotch. "Two chances this time!"" "A'venn Tia","One for each castration!" "Arry Dresdyn","Now, where in Ul'dah is Elli" "Iron Chrysanthemum","Comrades..." "Iron Chrysanthemum looks doubtful." "Gaardal Wyght fights through the pain, using his skills (Second Wind) to heal what he can of his now empty socket.  His voice is hoarse when he answers "Go to the void."" "Arry Dresdyn","One" "Zanana Zana shrugs at Iron Chrysanthemum." "Iron Chrysanthemum sighs." "Iron Chrysanthemum","This is not th' way te be goin' about this." "A'venn Tia winds up, getting ready to stab the arrow down." "Arry Dresdyn disagrees with Iron Chrysanthemum." "Iron Chrysanthemum","Look at 'im.  He has control of his inner ki." "A'venn Tia","You've seen so far that I don't bluff..." "Zanana Zana fails to understand Iron Chrysanthemum." "Arry Dresdyn","If ye dunnae 'ave the stomach, ye can leave.  This cur tried te kill Kayle and kidnapped Elli.  Wha' happens is up te him." "A'venn Tia","Really want to risk your manhood?" "Arry Dresdyn","Now, cur, where be Elli?" "Iron Chrysanthemum curses the Twelve." "Gaardal Wyght","Garston will do worse to me if I say, cat." "Arry Dresdyn","Are ye sure, cur?" "Zanana Zana snaps her fingers. "Oh, I get it! We need to do some internal damage, then! Hrm, what should I do? Maybe crush the lungs? Make the stomach explode? Oh, the possibilities!"" "Zanana Zana bursts out laughing." "You laugh at Arry Dresdyn." "Iron Chrysanthemum","I had th' notion o' paralyzin' his ajna chakra." "Arry Dresdyn","A'venn, take the right one." "A'venn, take the right one." "Gaardal Wyght","I have seen him have a man killed, raised, and tortured over and over." "Iron Chrysanthemum","Blinds, deafens, an' fires off all th' pain receptors in th' left hand side of th' body." "A'venn Tia nods to Arry and stabs the arrow down." (through FC pearl) "Dovan Dracht","If he doesn't care about his life, if he's a *brave* little boy and can handle the pain...let us find something he *does* value." "A'venn Tia","Don't you think we can do the exact same to you?" "Zanana Zana gazes upon Iron Chrysanthemum in deep reflection." "Arry Dresdyn","Aye, Dovan.  Do some searchin...find out wha' this cur cares about.  Start wit' anyone named Rillemont.  Kill any ye find." "Gaardal Wyght howls in pain, feeling blood soak his leg, soaking the white trousers he wears" "Zanana Zana",""Well, bit late for that I think, Iron. Wasn't a bad idea, though."" "Arry Dresdyn","A'venn, why don't ye take a break? Sharpen yer arrows some more.  We may need em." "Gaardal Wyght hisses through his teeth.  "Leave the boy alone."" (Through FC pearl)"Dovan Dracht","This fellow is no voidsent monster. He has a home, a family, a pretty girl at the shops who always smiles at him..." (Through FC pearl),"Dovan Dracht","He will have something he is afraid to lose." "A'venn Tia nods to Arry, standing to resharpen the bloodied arrow." "Arry Dresdyn","Ahh, Rendafel Rillemont I assume is the boy.  Tha' be the little basta'd shot Fitz.  Find him, an' break him." "Iron Chrysanthemum","Let me." "Arry Dresdyn","Ye canna kill im Iron.  Understan?" "Iron Chrysanthemum","I'm no goin' te kill a boy." "Gaardal Wyght","I said leave him out of this!  *he strains against the bindings, the sound of rope screaming to not break*" "Iron Chrysanthemum","But I AM goin' te leave 'im blind an' crippled from th' waist down." "Iron Chrysanthemum","Beggars dinna do so well in Ul'dah, friend. Ye know that wel, don't ye?" "Arry Dresdyn","Find him, an' bring 'im here.  He can meet A'venn." "A'venn Tia","Why should we?" "A'venn Tia","You didn't leave any of our friends' family out of it." "Say","Arry Dresdyn","IF YE DUNNAE WANT THE BOY TE MEET THE SAME FATE AS HIS SISTER, YE WILL TELL ME WHERE ELLI IS!!" "Arry Dresdyn points at you." "Iron Chrysanthemum kneels by the prisoner. "Yer boy will be a catamite by week's end. I'll see to it.  He'll never walk.  He'll be blind.  I will make a prison of his body that others may use as they like."" "Arry Dresdyn the anger in Arry is evident, as the air around him begins to crackle with the heat of the aether he is pulling in." "Gaardal Wyght looks to Arry with half open eyes, then starts to laugh ... low at first, then louder "The Rillemonts are not afraid to die for Garston either.  Do you think the one of the most influential men in Ul'Dah would choose weaklings?"" "Gaardal Wyght looks towards the roegadyn, the laughter ceasing "Do so and you will half half of Gridania on your heels."" "Arry Dresdyn","Do ye know how long it took Ophi te die?  Did Hext tell ye of her screams, as it took days before I let her die?  Her skin peeled from 'er body from the fire I inflicted upon her o'er and o'er and o'er again." "Iron Chrysanthemum","I welcome a challenge.  I have faced primals in combat. An' I have th' ear of th' Seedseer an' th' Seventh Dawn." "Gaardal Wyght","Now who is the sick bastard.  Torturing a woman as such." "Iron Chrysanthemum","An' in th' meantime, yer boy will be blind, crippled, an' a slave to an Ul'dahn pillow house." "Arry Dresdyn","Iron, find Renfadel Rillemont, and bring him here.  Let's see if this cur be so willing to watch someone else die." "Iron Chrysanthemum nods to Arry Dresdyn." "Iron Chrysanthemum","Aye, sir." "Gaardal Wyght","Wait! ... Wait ...." "Iron Chrysanthemum","Mm?" "Arry Dresdyn","Do ye have somethin te say?" "A'venn Tia stops sharpening his arrow, ears perking." "Zanana Zana",""Ooh, can I come with? I can, like, lure him with my charms or something."" "Gaardal Wyght","She's .... she's with Garston.  *groans, having very little choice in the matter*" "Arry Dresdyn","A'venn, Iron, go find any Drifters, an' scour Ul'dah until ye find her.  Hext be a merchant there." "A'venn Tia nods to Arry and takes off." "Iron Chrysanthemum","Aye, sir." "Zanana Zana",""Whaddya want me to do? I can help too, y'know!"" "Iron Chrysanthemum nods to A'venn Tia." "Arry Dresdyn","Go with A'venn, Zanana.  Find her." "Zanana Zana nods to Arry Dresdyn." "Zanana Zana",""Roger!"" "Iron Chrysanthemum","Mount up, comrades. We ride fer Ul'dah." ((The rest is done through the FC pearl strictly)) "Garston Hext","A deep chuckle emanates from the pearl.  "You really think I'd just have her paraded about the streets?"" "Arry Dresdyn","Oye, I know tha' voice.  Hext, is it?" "Garston Hext",""You'll pay for what you've done, hedge mage."" "Arry Dresdyn casts SLEEP on Gaardal, allowing him to sleep away the pain." "Iron Chrysanthemum","Hext. Ah." "Iron Chrysanthemum","Well, sir. Ye don't ken me yet.  But ye shal." "Gaardal Wyght nods a few times, head falling forward as he snores once again" "Arry Dresdyn",""Oye, ye dunnae scare me, ye simpering welp.  Give me back the girl, an' we will nah kill ye today."" "Garston Hext",""Kill me?  Why Arry, whatsoever would cause you to come to such conclusions?  You speak openly of murder!"" "Arry Dresdyn","Aye, wouldnae be the firs' time." "Arry Dresdyn","So, welp, where is the girl?" "Garston Hext",""Nor will it be the last, I'm sure.  I am the Hydra, Arry Dresdyn, or did your companions not tell you?  Sever a limb, and two grow in it's place."" "Arry Dresdyn","Aye, but the last limb I severed, I cauterized.  HAHAHA!!!" "Arry Dresdyn","Perhaps I'll do the same wit' yer dog." "Iron Chrysanthemum","Why sever a limb, when ye can paralyze it." "Garston Hext",""And you've yet to hear me howl in pain.  Gaardal does his job, nothing more."" "Iron Chrysanthemum","No matter how many, if they canna move, they're useful as teats on a boar hog." "Arry Dresdyn throws water on Gaardal, waking him, but not before gaggin him so he can not make a sound." "Arry Dresdyn","So, ye tellin me tha' it willnae hurt ye when I kill yer dog, eh?" "Garston Hext",""Oh, this one I like.  It speaks in empty metaphors regarding matters they know nothing about."" "Gaardal Wyght shakes his head, skull pounding as pain comes back once again.  He finds his mouth is silenced with a gag.  He glares at Arry" "Arry Dresdyn","Wha will it be Hext?  Trade yer cur dog for the girl?" "Garston Hext",""Why give up a flower so sweet when you offer me nothing but broken limbs."" "Arry Dresdyn","Ima kill 'im otherwise." "Garston Hext",""But remember this: I will bring to you and your house tenfold what you bring to mine."" "Gaardal Wyght weakly tests his bonds once more, blood trickling where the rope cuts into him" "Arry Dresdyn","So, this one no longer means anything te ye?  Ye will let yer man die?" "Dovan Dracht","Let's be honest here...if you kill this man, you are killing him because you want to, Mr. Dresden." "Garston Hext",""That decision I leave to you, hedgemage.  But you will suffer, and so will the girl."" "Arry Dresdyn","Then let his death be on you.  :taps the pearl to turn it off:" "Arry Dresdyn smiles at Gaardal.  "Seems yer boss doesn't care if ye live or die.  Too bad."" "Arry Dresdyn casts SLEEP on Gaardal, putting him back into a deep slumber." "Gaardal Wyght looks to Arry with something of acceptance of his fate in this, before falling back under the spell of sleep" "Arry Dresdyn","((that last bit was just so everyone else can see how tonight's RP ends...thanks for playing!!))"

BlessedSilence BlessedSilence Find all posts by this user Member Posts:111 Joined:Sep 2013 Character:Asdrellia Pemberton Server:Gilgamesh Reputation: 3 RE: Interrogations of a Bastard | #2 10-29-2013, 12:26 AM

BlessedSilence BlessedSilence Find all posts by this user Member Posts:111 Joined:Sep 2013 Character:Asdrellia Pemberton Server:Gilgamesh Reputation: 3 RE: Interrogations of a Bastard | #3 10-30-2013, 05:54 PM Gaardal tested the ropes that bound his wrists once again.  They never budged.  Normally he would have no problem breaking the material, but he had lost a lot of blood in the recent days. They called him and Garston sick and twisted, but here he was, missing one eye and one testicle.  But he pushed through the pain, using his years of training to heal himself, albeit slowly. His loyalty to Garston was never wavering.  It was stronger than that dead elezen's ever would have been.  He never broke until they brought the boy's name into things. Rendafel had no idea what was going on, and he didn't want the boy to be dragged into this.  He would take the blunt of their anger, take the pain, anything they gave him. The hidden pearl in his ear hummed.  It was on the whole time he was questioned, Garston having heard everything.  Gaardal understood his boss's thinking, and accepted his fate at the hands of these Drifters if Garston would be able to continue on. "Gaardal." The man made a light grunt.  He didn't want anyone nearby to hear him talk. "Gaardal ... Garston is dead." Gaardal closed his one eye, shoulders slumping.  "How."  It was said low but enough to be heard over the pearl. "He was tortured.  Knife found in his gut while he was in his bed.  Must have been an inside job.  No way anyone could have gotten in." The highlander gave a deep chuckle, banging the back of his head on the stone wall a few times in anger.  He was not there to do his job, and now ... Garston was dead. He would surely be next. "Protect the boy.  Keep him out of this.  I fear I will be next." The voice on the pearl was silent for a time.  "Understood, Gaardal.  Twelve watch you." And the connection was cut. Gaardal slumped against the wall, chuckling to himself.  The pain from his skull radiated through his body.  He did not care. The door nearby opened, light bouncing off a figure in the doorway. The man sneered.  "Do your worst ..."

BlessedSilence BlessedSilence Find all posts by this user Member Posts:111 Joined:Sep 2013 Character:Asdrellia Pemberton Server:Gilgamesh Reputation: 3 RE: Interrogations of a Bastard | #4 11-01-2013, 03:06 AM (This post was last modified: 11-01-2013, 03:26 AM by BlessedSilence.) A new interrogation between Gaardal and Sasha.  If you're a bit squeamish, might want to read with one eye closed! Arry Dresdyn looks out the door and catches Sasha's eye.  "Psst.  Lass.  In 'ere" Gaardal Wyght sits, slumped up against the wall, clothes stained with crimson.  At least they gave him a patch over his now empty eye socket Arry Dresdyn points at you. "Arry Dresdyn", "Alrigh' lass, there he is." Sasha Jace just stares for a few moments, gathering her thoughts." "Arry Dresdyn","Ima wake 'im up, an' then it be yer game, alright?" "Sasha Jace nods solemnly, still not having said a word." "Arry Dresdyn","Just, dunnae get too close te him.  He be a slippery one, an I dunnae want te kill 'im if I dun need te." "Sasha Jace","Okay" "Arry grabs a bucket of ice cold water, and tosses it in Gaardal's face.  The bucket "accidently" slips from his hand, smashing the prisoner in the top of the head.  "Oops.  Sorry"" "Gaardal Wyght feels the sting on the ice cold water, followed by the solidity of the bucket against his skull.  His good eye snaps opem coughing and sputtering with the growl "Thal's balls, the hell you do that for?"" "Sasha Jace looks the bruised and battered man over, her expression detached and cold." "Arry Dresdyn","Oye, be glad I woke ye up gently." "Arry Dresdyn points at you." "Gaardal Wyght","Ugh, you again." "Arry Dresdyn","Now, the lass 'ere 'as some questions, an' ye will be polite, else ye gonna lose another eye." "Sasha Jace","Yes.  Me again, be grateful I wasn't the one that found you.  You'd be a fair bit more dead had it been me." "Arry Dresdyn whispers to Sasha.  "Lass, I'll be righ' o'er here if ye need me."" "Sasha Jace nods to Arry" "Sasha Jace","You and your employer have, or rather had, information I need.  You will give it to me.  Now." "Gaardal Wyght growls, shifting his position on the wall.  His hands were still bound behind him, making it difficult.  He listens to the woman then chuckles" "Gaardal Wyght","You lost your chance.  What makes you think I will tell you now?" "Sasha Jace","Because if you don't, things will be substantially more painful for you than if you do." "Gaardal Wyght","I'm missing a ball and an eye ... but fine.  I will amuse you." "Sasha Jace","What do you know of the man called Wriath Blackmane, formerly known as Colin Brennan." "Gaardal Wyght raises a brow hearing that name "Ah ... yes.  Rillemont found the information on that one.  Now let me see if I remember."" "Sasha Jace","I have nowhere to be, and you will answer me" "Gaardal Wyght leans his head back, clearly relaxed "He was seen in Limsa.  Quite far from Gridania.  Or perhaps it was the other way around?"" "Arry Dresdyn twirls the neckalce he has taken to wearing, while staring at Gaardal.  The necklace is very clearly an Elezen tooth." "Arry Dresdyn","Oye, Sasha lass." "Arry Dresdyn","Did I tell ye abou' this necklace?" "Sasha Jace","I'm not terribly interested in fashion today Arry" "Arry Dresdyn","See, it has a connection te the cur ye be talkin' to." "Arry Dresdyn","Nah, ye want te know abou' this one.  It may 'elp loosen his tongue." "Gaardal Wyght flicks his gaze to Arry, frowning slightly" "Arry Dresdyn","See, this tooth, it be from the mouth of Renfadel Rillemont.  An, he should know tha' we know where he be.  An, he should know, I've plenty o' room on me chain fer Rillemont teeth." "Arry Dresdyn","Now, Ima go back te my stool.  Let me know if ye need anything." "Gaardal Wyght","You bastard!  I told you to leave the boy out of this!  *he snarls, his face darkening in anger*" "Sasha Jace","Don't concern yourself with Arry" "Sasha Jace","I care little about the boy, my issue is with you" "Sasha Jace","Where was Wriath seen?  Girdania or Limsa?" "Sasha Jace","Which was it" "Gaardal Wyght spits on the floor at her feet "Burn in the void."" "Sasha Jace sighs and kneels to remove a hooked knife from the sheath attached to her boot" "Sasha Jace","Do you know what this kind of knife is used for Mister Wyght?" "Sasha Jace motions to herself." "Sasha Jace turns the dagger in her hand" "Gaardal Wyght eyes the knife, shaking his head slightly "Not a clue."" "Sasha Jace","Hunters use this to easily skin and gut their kills.  The are called 'antelope zippers' because the hook in the blade allows a hunter to effortlessly 'unzipper' the carcass and remove the internal organs.  They are also used to remove the skin and hide without damaging the meat beneath." "Sasha Jace","I am quite a huntress.  I have been cleaning my own game for near on eight years now.  I'm quite proficent with it." "Gaardal Wyght keeps a straight, blank expression as he listens to the description, eying the knife once again.  His adams apple bobs as he swallows hard, nostrils flaring "I see."" "Sasha Jace kneels beside Gaardal and drags the tip of the knife along his cheek 'Why, I'm quite sure I could skin prey alive'" "Gaardal Wyght sucks a breath in through his teeth, the cold metal slicing his cheek and he feels the blood trickle down slowly" "Sasha Jace","So, you can tell me honest and true, what I wish to know.  And Arry will put you back to sleep.  Or, We shall truely see 'what you are made of'" "Sasha Jace shows no concern, no compassion.  She is utterly detached from the emotion of the moment." "Gaardal Wyght","Limsa ... he was seen in Limsa.  *his voice was hoarse as his throat was suddenly dry*" "Sasha Jace smiles 'This is progress, good.  Where?  Did any of your people approach him?'" "Gaardal Wyght weighs those questions, seeming to stall for an answer.  He never spilled information and it was difficult and painful to do so" "Gaardal Wyght","I don't remember." "Sasha Jace","You don't remember? Or you choose not to tell me?" "Gaardal Wyght gives her a toothy grin "Which do you think, woman?"" "Sasha Jace sighs 'Perhaps you did not hear me so well earlier.'  She slides the blade up under Gaardal's ear and puts her other hand ontop of his head 'then perhaps opening your ears a bit wider may ease communication' and with a single deft motion slides the blade up through flesh" "Gaardal Wyght lets out a scream, the pain enough to send his vision blurring "Bismark!  He was .. at the Bismark!""  ((The motion Sasha did cut Gaardal's earlobe off)) "Sasha Jace","That wasn't so hard was it?" "Sasha Jace snaps her wrist and flicks blood across the floor" "Sasha Jace","Did your people approach him?" "Sasha Jace","Go on.  Tell me more." "Sasha Jace","What happened after you confirmed his identity?" "Gaardal Wyght licks his lips, unable to move his head with her hand holding it still "They ... they spoke to him.  Got him talking.  Was wary at first but ..."" "Gaardal Wyght","We got a woman.  Made her look like you." "Sasha Jace frowns" "Gaardal Wyght clenches his jaw, stomach twisting at how much he said" "Sasha Jace","Did you take him somewhere?  Is he being held?" "Gaardal Wyght stares at her, tight lipped." "Sasha Jace sighs again 'I fear you are of little use to me.  If this Rillemont was the one who found Colin, then perhaps  I ought to speak to him in the end anyway.'" "Sasha Jace motions to herself." "Sasha Jace slaps the flat of the blade against Gaardal's thigh" "Gaardal Wyght","No!  Leave the boy out of this!" "Sasha Jace","But if he has a better memory than you, I have no choice" "Sasha Jace","Make no mistake Ser, you fear for this boys life.  You have something to lose here." "Sasha Jace","I, do not.  I have already lost everything.  I have no blood family, the man I love is lost to me.  There never was anything you could take from me." "Gaardal Wyght struggles against the ropes that bind him, furious, settling after a few moments.  She was right.  "They took him to Western Thanalan.  One of Garston's safe houses."" "Sasha Jace looks over her shoulder to Arry 'do you have an idea where this might be?'" "Arry Dresdyn","If they be keepin 'im the same place they 'ave Elli, then yes.  If not, then no, I dunnae have the location." "Gaardal Wyght makes a small smirk, seeing they have no idea" "Sasha Jace","I wish to know the location of all of these safe houses." "Gaardal Wyght","What?!  All of them?" "Gaardal Wyght","Even I don't know them all." "Sasha Jace nods her head 'yes.'" "Arry Dresdyn","Oh, but we do know where Rendafel be.  If need be, I can take ye there." "Sasha Jace","Then the ones you are privy to." "Sasha Jace","Yes that will most likely be a useful source of information Arry" "Gaardal Wyght glares at Arry then back to Sasha "You are twisted bastards ...."" "Arry Dresdyn","Alrigh', I will put this useless one back te sleep.  We will pay a visit to the boy." "Sasha Jace motions to herself." "Sasha Jace stares at Gaardal" "Sasha Jace","Wait a moment Arry" "Gaardal Wyght growls "No! ... damn you to the void ... The Silver Bazaar.  By the dock."" "Arry Dresdyn beams with delight at you." "Sasha Jace leans in close and pokes Garrdal in the chest, the middle of his sternum with the skinning Knife 'That's better.  But there is no sickness here.  You are the ones who preyed on the fears and insecurities of innocent people.  Fitzwilliam Braddock did nothing more than have the poor misfortune to be born with Desmond Arryl's likeness" "Sasha Jace","And you filled him with arrows" "Sasha Jace","You treat people as property to be sold and traded" "Sasha Jace","You, Ser, are sick and twisted" "Arry Dresdyn","Aye, we know where that one be.  Do what you will wit' this one.  Once we 'ave Elli, you and I and maybe Adolar can raid the prop'rty." "Gaardal Wyght blinks hearing what she said.  "That wasn't Arryl?!"" "Sasha Jace shakes her head no" "Arry Dresdyn disagrees with you." "Gaardal Wyght curses loudly and for some time" "Gaardal Wyght","He looked the same, wore the same .. bloody hell he answered to the name!" "Sasha Jace","Not only that, but your agents flooded a crowded marketplace with arrows when we sought to treat with the Elezen woman who held your station before you.  I have the scar and ache in my shoudler to attest the carelessness with which your kind have dispensed violence." "Sasha Jace","We have sought only to defend ourselves, and the freedoms of our friends." "Gaardal Wyght","Carelessness?  Bah.  I am the muscle Garston is ... was ... the mouth." "Gaardal Wyght clenches his jaw" "Gaardal Wyght","The elezen woman was too eager to work, and made more mistakes." "Gaardal Wyght","You Drifters were the fools for sticking your noses into his business." "Gaardal Wyght","You stole what was rightfully his, and then you expected him to not retaliate when he wanted it back!" "Sasha Jace","A buisness of selling the remnants of lives you destroy.  I tire of this conversation.  You are the worst kind of man, you pick on those who are incapable of defending themselves." "Gaardal Wyght snorts, doing his best to heal himself with what skill he had (Second WInd) though his anger made it difficult" "Gaardal Wyght","Like that Delwyn boy?" "Sasha Jace turns the knife in her hand and in a single stroke slices the tendons at the back of Gaardal's right knee 'I will not suffer a bully such as you.  You may still prove useful in the future, so I shant kill you today.  But should you deign to threaten me and mine again, I will end you.'" "Gaardal Wyght grins at his comment then howls in pain, feeling skin, muscle, and tendon being severed behind his knee as the hooked knife cuts through his clothing." "Sasha Jace","Arry, I am finished here.  I believe I have all the useful information this one has.  We will check this safe house.  Should it prove useless, we will speak to the boy" "Sasha Jace flicks her wrist again and snaps blood from the blade before wiping it on Gaardal's shirt and resheathing it in her boot" "Arry Dresdyn casts SLEEP on Gaardal.  "Goodnigh' cur."" "Gaardal Wyght grimaces in pain, breath ragged as he smells his own blood a few moments before being blanketed in the arte, falling asleep" "Arry Dresdyn","Lass, once we 'ave raided Garston's home for Elli, you an' I will go after yer man.  I promise ye, we will get 'im back." "Arry Dresdyn tries to comfort Sasha Jace." "Sasha Jace","He's out there Arry" "Sasha Jace","I knew it" "Arry Dresdyn","Aye, an' we will get 'im back." "Arry Dresdyn","But, ye need te get out o' 'ere before anyone else shows up.  Ima clean up 'ere, te make sure no one knows ye were here." "Sasha Jace","Let them come.  I will not run." "Arry Dresdyn","Aye, but ye will get me in a pickle." "Sasha Jace","I would not want that." "Arry Dresdyn","Thank ye lass.  I will see you later."

BlessedSilence BlessedSilence Find all posts by this user Member Posts:111 Joined:Sep 2013 Character:Asdrellia Pemberton Server:Gilgamesh Reputation: 3 RE: Interrogations of a Bastard | #5 11-01-2013, 03:08 AM

BlessedSilence BlessedSilence Find all posts by this user Member Posts:111 Joined:Sep 2013 Character:Asdrellia Pemberton Server:Gilgamesh Reputation: 3 RE: Interrogations of a Bastard | #6 11-02-2013, 12:49 PM Here is the interrogation from Dovan. Please note.  This was done secretly, so all information you read is to be kept OOC knowledge until those persons named within divulge it ICly.  Thanks! "Dovan Dracht gazes upon you in deep reflection." "Gaardal Wyght slumps against the wall, this time awake as the guards forced him to eat as a healer fed him.  Most of his clothes are covered in dirt and blood" "Dovan Dracht",":to himself: Is the poor oaf somehow asleep? Has he finally expired?" "Dovan Dracht","Ah, no, he stirs to life!" "Dovan Dracht claps his hands together. "Wonderful! ...though, I imagine, less so for you, my dear fellow..."" "Gaardal Wyght raises his head, hearing a voice "Another one?  Come .. let's get this over with."" "Dovan Dracht glances about to make sure the two of them are truly alone." "Gaardal Wyght - There are no guards about" "Dovan Dracht","Well then! Let us chat. Though I imagine you're quite a bit les enamored of these "chats" at this point..." "Gaardal Wyght grunts, his hands still bound behind him as he lays his head back on the wall "Quite.  Though most have been one sided."" "Dovan Dracht looks Gaardal over, raising an eyebrow at his many wounds. "You have certainly been put through the wringer, my friend..."" "Gaardal Wyght laughs dryly "Lost an eye, a ball, earlobe, mangled right leg ... my apologies if I did not clean myself up before you arrived."" "Dovan Dracht smirks. "I suppose I can forgive this breach of etiquette just this once..."" "Gaardal Wyght cannot help but chuckle at that." "You laugh at Dovan Dracht." "Dovan Dracht frowns slightly. "It may be gauche of me to say, but...I suppose you've already gleaned it's unlikely that you will make it out of here alive."" "Gaardal Wyght nods "I accepted that.  The others have their fun, then heal me up so i don't die on them.  Yet."" "Dovan Dracht",""M'yess, their technique appears somewhat sloppy, by the look of you, but they've done well enough prolonging the affair..."" "Gaardal Wyght",""Will you do the same?  I'm sure you can think of something creative to get your information."" "Dovan Dracht laughs." "Dovan Dracht",""Seven hells, man! Have you any information remaining within your poor, abused skull?"" "Gaardal Wyght",""I have quite a large amount.  I just don't like to share freely."" "You smirk confidently at Dovan Dracht." "Dovan Dracht tilts his head, considering something." "Dovan Dracht",""Hmm. You do have quite the treasure trove of information, at that."" "Dovan Dracht",""Or so you claimed, at least."" "Gaardal Wyght raises a brow, his good eye sizing the man up.  "Try me.  The right questions just weren't asked."" "Dovan Dracht",""I'm sure those mysterious, now long-gone letters were chock full of thrilling secrets to know and tell..."" "Gaardal Wyght - His back straightens slightly, an expression touching his face "Ah, yes.  A shame that deal could not have been made sooner with those letters."" "Dovan Dracht",""Ah, and after you bargained so valiantly for his identity, there stands our Mr. Dresdyn not far outside the door. I'm sure you must be very pleased with your success..."" "Gaardal Wyght - His lip turns up in a sneer "The fool thinks if he kills me that will be the end of being hunted.  Amazing how fast word travels in Ul'Dah."" "You nod to Dovan Dracht." "Dovan Dracht consoles you." "Dovan Dracht",""You may not be around to see it, but others will come for him. That is simple fact."" "Dovan Dracht",""The Drifters grow daily in number and power, so they may well fend off such attempts, again and again."" "Gaardal Wyght frowns "I have noticed.  They breed like rabbits."" "Gaardal Wyght",""And others will come.  He won't be able to sleep, eat .. take a piss without someone watching."" "You burst out laughing at Dovan Dracht." "Dovan Dracht smirks. "Perhaps he is into that sort of thing, and it won't be much of a punishment at all..."" "Gaardal Wyght",""Hah!  If so, he is a strange one.  Though I am not surprised.  The bastard keeps Rendafel's tooth on a necklace."" "Gaardal Wyght growls, hands balled into fists, he makes the ropes that hold his wrists groan as he strains the material" "Dovan Dracht raises his eyebrows, bemused. "As if that is some sort of impressive trophy... "" "Gaardal Wyght",""He thinks it is.  Picked it up after apparently punching the boy in the jaw.  I told him to leave the boy alone ..."" "Dovan Dracht",""All that brash lad wanted to do was avenge his sister. This is no strange thing."" "Gaardal Wyght nods, totally agreeing" "Dovan Dracht",""When I heard what happened to that poor girl...well. One does become quite desensitized, over the years, but it was a fair shade more gruesome than I'd have anticipated."" "Gaardal Wyght flares his nostrils a moment "She may have been too eager to do her job, but that is no way to die.  To say that Rendafel was devistated is an understatement.  Why Garston called me to train him."" "Gaardal Wyght",""Give him a chance to teach the bastard his place ..."" "Dovan Dracht cocks his head. "Do you truly care for the boy, then? Attachment can be...well, quite a bit more a curse than a blessing."" "Gaardal Wyght",""He may be a gangly whelp, but he has his merits.  For one he doesn't give up when he fails.  His family is well respected with Garston.  I respect the boy's father greatly."" "Gaardal Wyght","If Rendafel were to be killed ... *he trails off, looking away from the man, the sound of teeth grinding against each other*" "Dovan Dracht nods to you." "Dovan Dracht sits up on his knees. "Gaardal....I...cannot stick my neck out for you overmuch. You know how these things go. These Drifters are reckless, but strong. Strong can be a good asset to have around."" "Gaardal Wyght",""Strength can be, yes ..."" "Gaardal Wyght warily listens to the man, wondering what he is getting at" "Dovan Dracht leans in closer, lowering his voice even more. "But...I want to do right by you." He looks up into Gaardal's one good eye. "I want to do right by Rendafel."" "Gaardal Wyght - His good eye widens slightly, his expression softening.  Could one of them actually care one onze?  "I ... just want to keep him out of all this mess."" "Dovan Dracht looks away, looking annoyed by his own impassioned speech." "Dovan Dracht",""I am an overfond fool..."" "Gaardal Wyght chuckles "I could say the same for myself.  Though not out in public."" "Dovan Dracht looks back at Gaardal. "And I want that, too. I would like to see you out of these ropes, as well, my friend, so that you may get back to the business of dealing pain, rather than only receiving it. So greedy you've been lately..."" "Dovan Dracht shrugs apologetically. "...but that may be beyond my means."" "Gaardal Wyght seems quite interested in what he says, shifting his weight to turn more towards him "What ideas do you have?  I want to get out of here.  I will do ... anything to do so."" "Dovan Dracht",""I want...well, perhaps 'want' is a strong word, these people are terrifying and I am loathe to incite their ire...but I wish to help accomplish two things."" "Gaardal Wyght - His brows furrow, hearing his words.  Could they be turning on this man as well?" "Dovan Dracht",""One, I can see that your priority is protecting this Rendafel. It could be that he will keep his distance, wait to grow stronger...but if my allies are any example, I think he will not."" "Dovan Dracht",""I need to know how to get through to him. Where can I find him, yes, but if he's hidden well enough, we'll have no trouble in the first place. But how to steer him away from all this madness?"" "Dovan Dracht",""I fear his passions may not be easily cooled..."" "Gaardal Wyght licks his lips, tasting dry blood on them.  He looks down at his mangled right leg, then back to the man "If I know Rendafel, he would have gone back to his house in Gridania.  They are prominent there, with many summer houses and the like."" "Gaardal Wyght",""The injuries he took would keep him low for a time.  But he should be there."" "Dovan Dracht nods to you." "Gaardal Wyght",""As to speak with him, talk to Barnabaix, their butler.  The man has served there longer than you or I have lived."" "Dovan Dracht begins thinking aloud. "Perhaps I could plant a false trail for him to follow? Wouldn't be easy, if he's any good, but it may be worth a go..."" "Gaardal Wyght",""False trail?  Who are you looking to ... don't tell me that bastard is looking for him?!"" "Dovan Dracht",""The butler, you say? Hmm. Another watchful protector, I suppose?"" "Gaardal Wyght gives a nod "He has the boy's ear as well as his father's.  If anyone can get through to him, Barnabaix can."" "Dovan Dracht",""It's premature, but I find myself beginning to feel a bit of hope."" "Gaardal Wyght sighs, relaxing just bit, a blessing especially what has happened in this room the past few days" "Gaardal Wyght",""I don't know how he will be.  I never got the chance to talk to him ..."" "Dovan Dracht",""As for the other part...I should, as I say, like to see you free of this place. For your own well-being, and so we don't have this damned inconvenient dual hostage situation hanging over our heads for another fortnight."" "Gaardal Wyght",""I agree."" "Dovan Dracht",""Should the opportunity present itself, perhaps we can make a go of it. Should it not...well."" "Dovan Dracht",""I shudder to think of your spirit forever trapped in this dank hole, bound by rage and unfinished business, unable to re-enter the Lifestream to be with those who have gone before..."" "Gaardal Wyght flicks his eye towards the door, then to the man.  His jaw clenches, straining at the ropes around his wrists once again, blood dripping on the floor.  "I will do anything to be gone from here."" "Dovan Dracht",""...and, quite frankly, the Drifters would likely use this room for interrogation a second time, and we'd have to deal with an unruly prisoner *and* a moaning spook."" "Dovan's eyes gleam as Gaardal speaks the word "anything."" "Dovan Dracht",""I wonder...hmm. Secrets can create such an atmosphere of distrust, of chaos..."" "Gaardal Wyght",""What do you wish to know?  I can find it."" "Dovan Dracht",""It may do no good, but...perhaps you could tell me what dirty laundry various members of our little Free Company might be concealing?"" "Dovan Dracht",":hastily: "To be used, of course, only if it's clear Hext isn't going to retrieve you himself. No sense in burning bridges, hmm?"" "Gaardal Wyght grins, teeth stained red and he laughs "Garston is dead.  But I still sit here.  All I have done for him.  But I like you, boy.  I will tell you what I know."" "Dovan Dracht tries to look as though this is no surprise to him, but his eyes widen slightly for just a moment, startled at this revelation. He quickly regains his composure." "Gaardal Wyght",""Garston and Barnabaix did most of the work.  But they made me privvy to the contents of each."" "Gaardal Wyght",""The first was to Desmond Aryll.  At the time, it was said he and the one named Asdrellia Pemberton were a couple, and her life was threatened."" "Dovan Dracht",":dryly: That does seem to be something of a recurring theme..." "Gaardal Wyght",""The second was to the one named Sasha Jace.  Seems there was a man in her life that went missing.  She searches for him.  Wriath Blackmane or the like.  We found him in Limsa, and Garston had him moved to a safehouse in the Silver Bazaar"" "Dovan Dracht rubs his chin. "What is...was...Hext's interest in this Wriath?"" "Gaardal Wyght lightly shrugs "Garston enjoyed having something over another's head.  He believed holding the man would break the woman into telling Ophianne's killer.  If not, the man would have just gone .. missing."" "Dovan Dracht nods to you." "Gaardal Wyght swallows, not having talked this much in a while "The third was to the one you call Po.  Seems in his past he killed a number of people.  Men women and children.  Something he wishes to be buried and long forgotten."" "Dovan Dracht",""And what of the bit regarding Desmond? Is he Ms. Pemberton's paramour? I had gotten the sense there was something between her and our glorious leader, Mr. Delwyn..."" "Dovan Dracht",""Oho! So the simple farmer is not so simple as he seems."" "Gaardal Wyght shakes his head slightly "Last we learned he spurned her.  She ran to another.  Amaare Margolis.  Was another Garston ran into in the past."" "Dovan Dracht shrugs dramatically. "But who among us is?"" "Gaardal Wyght",""Hext was not so subtle in trading her life and another womans ... Enja ... something.  Hext had men posted to trail them both"" "Gaardal Wyght nods, understanding his meaning and agreeing" "Gaardal Wyght",""Zethie Aldis ... found out he is a Garlean.  How many families wouldn't want to take their anger out on him in a land still rebuilding?"" "Gaardal Wyght frowns lightly, thinking of the last two "Viola Seville was another.  Hers was a difficult one.  Seems she was looking for her clan, being a miqo'te."" "Gaardal Wyght",""barnabaix had found an old cat who seemed to recognize her description and the like.  So took him to the safehouse in the Silver Bazaar as well."" "Gaardal Wyght",""And the last?  Was to that Delwyn boy.  I am unsure of that one as Garston wrote it himself.  But from what I gather, it concerned the Drifters in general."" "Dovan Dracht listens attentively, letting the man say his piece." "Gaardal Wyght",""Garston sent me after Delwyn, and Rendafel after Aryll."" "Gaardal Wyght leans back against the wall, coughing "And we know how that turned out.  Seems Aryll was smarter than we thought as well."" "Dovan Dracht shrugs and smiles. "To be perfectly honest, I didn't think that plan would play out so smoothly as it did..."" "Gaardal Wyght",""Nor I.  But I don't question orders.  Barnabaix and Hext have been at the game longer than I."" "Dovan Dracht reaches into a large belt pouch. "Something to take the edge off...?"" "Gaardal Wyght eyes the object, his breath quickening "Anything ... if I can just get my strength back ..."" "Dovan Dracht grins. "I was going to offer you a swig of whiskey from my personal flask. It may be of fine quality, yes, but I doubt it posesses the revivifying qualities you seek..."" "Gaardal Wyght",""What is it?"" "Dovan Dracht",""Although...you have been very trusting, giving me this information, after all you've been through. I certainly wouldn't want you to doubt my intentions.."" "Dovan Dracht reveals a bottle containing a green substance." "Dovan Dracht",""A gift from a lovely elezen woman I met in Costa del Sol. If I apply too much, some actual healing may take place, and I've no doubt my compatriots would consider that a slight."" "Gaardal Wyght eyes the bottle then the man a grin forming "A terrible slight."" "Dovan Dracht",""I shudder to think what they'd take in retaliation. Ahem. Anyway..."" "Dovan Dracht",""This should numb the pain quite a bit. Whether this respite will be restful, or only make your next round of questioning that much more painful, I dare not guess."" "Gaardal Wyght nods "I will accept any small reprieve you can give me."" "Dovan Dracht uncorks the bottle and dabs a thin layer onto his fingertips." "Gaardal Wyght watches the man, though he could not do anything even if Dovan used poison.  But he did gain a bit more trust if the hyur was telling the truth" "Dovan Dracht smirks. "Now, Gaardal...just tell me where it hurts..."" "Gaardal Wyght",""I'm sure you don'e feel like rubbing an injured nut ... my worst pain is my right leg."" "Gaardal Wyght nods his head to the elg, the clothing behind the knee sliced open.  The wound looked burned shut" "Gaardal Wyght",""don't piss off a woman with an 'antelope zipper'."" "Dovan Dracht looks amused. "I wouldn't be so sure about that...I'm not going to take you out to dinner first, but you seem like a modern sort of fellow..."" "You burst out laughing at Dovan Dracht." "Gaardal Wyght",""One of those miqo'te has a fettish for balls.  Took my eye then one testicle."" "You shrug at Dovan Dracht." "Dovan Dracht rolls up the torn right pant leg, and begins deftly massaging the ointment into the exposed tissue." "Gaardal Wyght sucks in a hissing breath through his teeth at the first touch, but it isn't long before the pain that radiated through his leg began to subside into a dull roar." "Dovan Dracht",":The contact is not comfortable, and Dovan "accidentally" jabs the man in an especially tender spot a couple of times, but almost as soon as the ointment makes contact, a pleasant numbness replaces the throbbing ache." "Gaardal Wyght flinches, but sees the pain as nothing more than an annoyance, even if the other man caused it.  All he knew was he could think straight" "Gaardal Wyght closes his eye with a groan "Twelve bless you that did the trick."" "Dovan Dracht rolls the pant leg back down, re-corks the bottle, and replaces it in his pouch." "Dovan Dracht shakes his head, chuckling. "There's nothing for it now, but...surely, Hext did not think Driftwood Coast would agreeably endure the slight of having their woman taken? A sweet little blond thing leaving snarls of romantic entanglements in her wake?"" "Gaardal Wyght grunts, shrugging slightly "Hext saw the girl as nothing more than a means to an end.  He had made the deal with the Amaalj'aa before she found solace with the Delwyn boy."" "Gaardal Wyght",""If you wish my opinion, I did not agree with his tactics.  I counsled him to forget about her and use his energy elsewhere."" "Dovan Dracht",""He could have taken some quiet, retiring soul, or a more homely individual, or...well, basically, he tapped into some well-worn archetypes. It seems if one does not wish for one's enemies to ride in, playing hero, then one would not make such an overblown show of kidnapping the princess, as it were..."" "Dovan Dracht",""Perhaps he never found the time to take in a performance at the Mhi Khetto."" "Gaardal Wyght gives a nod "I agree.  But when Garston gets his hooks into something he does not let go.  He saw it as if the Drifters went into his house and literally stole from him."" "You burst out laughing at Dovan Dracht." ((The sounds of voices waft in from the next room)) "Dovan Dracht cocks his head, listening, then gestures toward the next room." "Gaardal Wyght turns to face the door, frowning." "Dovan Dracht stands abruptly, and addresses Gaardal in a sneering tone." "Dovan Dracht",""Well, my *dear* friend, it has been *ever* so much fun to have this little chat. Do try to keep from bleeding all over the floor, it's a real inconvenience to keep a hovel like this tidy in the first place..."" "Gaardal Wyght growls in response to the words "I can't wait for our next chat .. believe me.  I ain't going anywhere."" "Dovan Dracht blows you a kiss."

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