I will allow that, Cultist B is almost dead now, laying on the ground bleeding. (he is prone) Art now slumps over on a wall clutching where he got slashed by the scimitar and breathes heavily. (By the way you may now tie up the cultist and start questioning him somewhere else or rest for a small bit and heal.)

i use my Aasimar Healing hands on Art and he heals for 8 HP

Okay some of Arts wounds heal partially and he is no longer bloodied, the cultist you can now see is unconscious

I'd like to to handcuff the cultist with the manacles I have. I assume I can do that fine as you said we can either rest or tie them up. Anyway I look at the two of you, "Well if you two want to take a short breather I can try and get some information out of this one but what are you two thinking, want to join in on cracking this one open for more info?"

Nathanael Cracks his fingers, but it is unaudible due to his armor "Now you are Speaking my Language" He pats Nestor on the back and Walks closer to the Cultist after which he uncaps his Holy Water to pour it onto his face to wake him "Wake up Heretic!, Time for Details Or Torment"

Well then it seems it's time to beat some information out of this fella then I wonder what we will get. I'd like to stare down the cultist the dark voidless eyes from my mask attempting to pierce into his soul. Speaking towards the cultist, "As my friend has just said we want information and we are very much willing to make this a painful experience if you do not cooperate." I'll slightly pull on the cultists pinky finger to really emphasize what would happen, "Now I'm feeling a little generous and am giving you 10 chances to answer my questions but if you don't let's just say you won't be using your hands anytime soon. But that is just my generosity, my friend here may have less patience than myself and do far worse so it would be in your best interest to answer our questions." I look back to Nathanael for a moment giving him a slight nod and then returning my focus to the cultist. "Alright question one who are you working for and don't skimp out on any of the details, I'll know."

The cultist has a deep and gruff New Yorker accent and says in full fear "w-well I work for some guy named-" And before he can say the name all you can hear is static coming out of his mouth but its obvious he's saying a name, "but I don't know who he works for, we're kinda micro-managed." Art comes over and tries to reassure him that everything will be alright if he just answers truthfully and continues trying to calm him down so that way the cultist can have his mind stable and ready to answer questions.

Nathanael takes out his Warpick and puts the pick part in the entrance of his nose "If that is supposed to be a joke it's not very funny, choose your next words carefully or i will pull this Warpick at my full Strength"

Art stumbles backwards a bit in fear as a memory he had so much wished to forget began to crawl out from the back of his mind. The cultist realized what was going on, "Ohhhh you guys can't hear me? Right cause you aren't part of the cult. Basically what going on is-" Then static started coming out of his mouth for a while as he was explaining, "- And that's why static comes out of my mouth when I try to tell you any specific details that aren't muddied in any form or way. This is not a joke."

"What do you mean we're part of the cult?" Nathanael tightens his grip on the Warpick, Nathanael misunderstood his words

The cultist panics "YOU MISUNDERSTOOD ME I SAID YOU 'AREN'T' YOU AREN'T PART OF THE CULT! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M DOING HERE!" The cultist is about to breakdown from stress and Art wishes to calm him down.

"Oh, well my bad" He takes out the Warpick and says "Then what are you doing here?"

"I don't know I just remember falling asleep and then waking up in an alleyway, I crashed into some trashcans and then blacked out and now I'm here!" The cultist says as Art then asks "Hey can I be alone with the cultist so I can calm him down?"

Roll pesuasion with advantage DC my Charisma score

I rolled a dirty 20.

"He's all yours my friend" He walks away giving a dirty look at Nestor

As Nestor and Nathanael walked away Art began to tell the cultist about his own experience with interrogations and the best strategies to get out of them, of which was "try your best to tell the truth, if it isn't possible then do anything you can to get as close as possible to the truth." Before trying to calm the cultist down. He rolled a 13 on persuasion check and the cultist is now calm.

Nathanael thinks it would work if he said the boss's name backwards

The cultist then says, "I think that all I can tell you is that he lives on Jenkins street and his address starts with an 8 and ends with a 2."

"84782 by any chance?" Nathanael's Mind 'If so Damn it'