"oh wait what now?" Archie asks perplexed. Hearing that the guy burned down Wilf's home and was party to killing his family, Archie doesn't hesitate, as the guy backs up she steps forward and grabs him attempting to grapple him in a full nelson hold. Not taking any chances at letting this guy slip away her suit of armour flares and seems to provide some degree of thrust to her movements granting her extra strength. (25 strength check)
Corlith doesn't take too much notice of this Sylroris Wiastranthri, as his companions in equal measure both try to help and threaten him. He fully expected a repeat of the difficulty coming to a consensus regarding the previous captive they had found.
But Wilfred's revelation changed everything. This man had worked for people who had burnt down Wilf's farm and ordered his family murdered. He had suspected something had happened to Wilf's family, something traumatic, and now he knew. More than he did at least.
He walks over to Wilf, laying a hand on his shoulder, "Get your answers, Pops. Anything you need". With that he offers Wilf some extra focus.
"You heard, some truth if you please", he says to Sylroris, attempting to help Wilfred get his answers.
Virro says “What’s that?” He turns to the Tiefling, and a fearful look crosses his face, as he says “Better start talking. Now.” *whip crack* “I can get the salt if we need to. And I can keep bringing you back awake if I need to…”
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A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
While the IronMaiden holds their new friend, Reed presses the point of his sword against the man's side, enough for him to know its there but no enough to cause any damage yet.
Roo' cocks his head to the side as Cirrhosis and Wilfred have their exchange, and then his beak drops open. If a rooster can look flabbergasted, it's smeared all over Roo's expression.
"He did WHAT?" The Gallus blurts, immediately sounding pissed off. "Your farm? Your hen house? Wilfred that is deplorable! I say we grease this rat cluck son of a ***** right now!"
Roo draws his sword and moves to the door, positioning himself so that no one goes in or out of the room without having to go past him. Just in case, of course.
"You better start talking." Roo says in that low way he has of threatening. "When you're pushed, killing is as easy as breathing, and we are all capable of some quite dastardly things. Wilfred, shall I call Glory of Morning in here? She'd probably bite his toes off without second thought. She loves eating things that look like eggs."
“Well yeah.. I mean no. Burn down the Cliffvine Vineyard?!?! That wasn’t me!!! I swear it!!”
He continues to back up, almost turns to run and seeing Reed pull his shortsword starts to consider his very few options.
Which are then completely thwarted when Archie full nelsons him. He scrinches up his face, not wanting to look at any of them, still weak from the torture.
Hearing the whip crack… he pisses himself in fear.
He winces as the sword pokes him in the side, tears starting to stream down his face, clearly a broken man.
“Please… please don’t kill me. I didn’t burn down this man’s house. I didn’t burn his family. I just…let them know where you lived.”
Wilfred smiles a little as these youngin's help him. He says to the room, while still looking at Sylroris. "Now, now. Let's all calm down. He's behaving himself." Wilfred walks up to him and pats his cheek. "Sylroris, there's no need to be scared. You're doing well, real well. Almost over now. You said you told someone where I lived. Who was it? Hey, hey, look at me! Who did you tell, hmm?" Wilfred will stay up close to him, trying to get his answer.
The man feels warmth radiate through him as the heat from Archie's armour intensifies slightly, and her head begins pouring out it's short smokestack once more.
Corlith stands back and allows Wilfred to ask his questions, but he keeps a close eye on his fellow tiefling looking for signs that he is lying or holding anything back.
Virro notes his reaction to the whip, saying in an odd tone, “Uh oh, piddles!” He cracks the whip at the tiefling’s feet and says “Better talk. Tell him who it was. Right …now!”
Whip : 19 , no damage, cracks it at his feet.
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As the heat radiates through to Sylroris, he tries to squirm but has barely any strength. He gives up after a few moments of trying.
As Virro cracks the whip in front of him, he screams. “Ok! Ok I’ll tell him. I told Alethra Chernin where you lived. I didn’t know the reason till after it was too late. I’m sorry, so sorry.”
He hangs his head and starts sobbing. But then he realizes something and looks up to Corlith who hasn’t openly threatened him yet, “I have, I might have some information to help you down here!”
"if you have information that will help us in this cultists maze then be good and tell us why you know it too, you're starting to smell like a turncoat, which could be a reason as to why they were torturing you, did you work for them? What do you know if the three dead guys? Huh?" Archie cools her internal inferno but doesn't release the tiefling.
Wilfred nods "Alethra Chernin. Hmm. See. That wasn't so hard. Oh, sorry, you were speaking to Corlith, right. Hang on. Hey everyone, back off. Come on. You can let him go Iron Maiden. There we go." Wilfred will ask everyone to give Sylroris space. "Alright, you were going to ask to be freed, right, before you give us the information. Alright. Here you go." Wilfred will grab Sylroris and spin him around so he's facing Corlith, with Wilfred right behind him. "Say what you have to say."
“Ok I believe you, let’s hear what you have that will help, and how you came by this information. I won’t promise your freedom, but I will say that to withhold it now will certainly be detrimental to your case”, Corlith states flatly.
Almost with a look of disappointment, Virro curls up the whip and hangs it on a loop around his belt. “Need to give you a name..” he says under his breath, then listens to the Tiefling and what hints he might have about their environs.
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Roo mans his post at the door, not only watching what unfolds with Sylroris, but looking into the corridor periodically to make sure nothing is sneaking up on them.
"I shall respect your wishes, Wiflred." Roo says, making sure to show his solidarity with his friend. "But I do want to know something, first."
Roo puffs his chest out, showing off his gleaming armor.
"Sylrorsis...I need to know if you've ever seen this armor before, and if so, where, and why."
"No no, I didn't work for them.. just something I observed." The man tells Archie before Wilfred asks the Iron Maiden to let him go.
Sylrorsis starts to relax a bit when they give him a bit of breathing room, but then looks to Wilfred, knowing that this wasn't freedom, that his fate was probably already sealed. He looks to both doors, one blocked by the halfling, the other by the crazy rooster and wonders what his chances are.
He looks at Corlith pleadingly when his fellow tiefling persuades him that telling them what he knows is in his best interest. Just as he about to talk, Roo'Stor puffs up and takes his attention.
"The armor.. the armor you're wearing? No, I can't say I've seen that before. Or a talking chicken for that matter."
Turning back to Corlith with desperation in his eyes, "Through that door," pointing to the one to the North, "well, while I have been a guest in this room, I've heard what sounded like a heavy stone door scraping open and closed from time to time, accompanied by the sound of splashing footsteps."
He turns and tries to back away from Wilfred, "Please, just leave me here and go do your quest. You're all Flaming Fists right? Uphold good and all that?"
Reed watches Wilfred almost as carefully as he does the tiefling captive.
"Are you new to Baldur's Gate?" Reed asks. "As nice as that would be, I can't recall seeing the Flaming Fists uphold the good of the people. I have seen them hold up people for their goods. Maybe that's close enough."
Roo's feathers puff up when he is called a chicken.
"I, good sir, am not a clucking chicken." Roo says, his voice laced with hatred and venom. "I am a Gallus, a member of a proud people. If you cluck it up again I'll slice you open from your ******* to your adam's apple."
He bobs his head up and down, however, accepting that he believes Scoliosis is telling the truth.
Reed watches for a moment, sees the change in the tiefling, then hears Wilfred's words.
He quickly slips his short sword from its scabbard and moves behind Cirrhosis.
Reed leans in and with a cheerful voice.
"You best tell the big man what he wants or we'll lock you back up and you'll wish it was only the cult torturing you," Reed says with a smile.
"oh wait what now?" Archie asks perplexed. Hearing that the guy burned down Wilf's home and was party to killing his family, Archie doesn't hesitate, as the guy backs up she steps forward and grabs him attempting to grapple him in a full nelson hold. Not taking any chances at letting this guy slip away her suit of armour flares and seems to provide some degree of thrust to her movements granting her extra strength. (25 strength check)
Corlith doesn't take too much notice of this Sylroris Wiastranthri, as his companions in equal measure both try to help and threaten him. He fully expected a repeat of the difficulty coming to a consensus regarding the previous captive they had found.
But Wilfred's revelation changed everything. This man had worked for people who had burnt down Wilf's farm and ordered his family murdered. He had suspected something had happened to Wilf's family, something traumatic, and now he knew. More than he did at least.
He walks over to Wilf, laying a hand on his shoulder, "Get your answers, Pops. Anything you need". With that he offers Wilf some extra focus.
"You heard, some truth if you please", he says to Sylroris, attempting to help Wilfred get his answers.
Virro says “What’s that?” He turns to the Tiefling, and a fearful look crosses his face, as he says “Better start talking. Now.” *whip crack* “I can get the salt if we need to. And I can keep bringing you back awake if I need to…”
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
While the IronMaiden holds their new friend, Reed presses the point of his sword against the man's side, enough for him to know its there but no enough to cause any damage yet.
"Please continue."
Roo' cocks his head to the side as Cirrhosis and Wilfred have their exchange, and then his beak drops open. If a rooster can look flabbergasted, it's smeared all over Roo's expression.
"He did WHAT?" The Gallus blurts, immediately sounding pissed off. "Your farm? Your hen house? Wilfred that is deplorable! I say we grease this rat cluck son of a ***** right now!"
Roo draws his sword and moves to the door, positioning himself so that no one goes in or out of the room without having to go past him. Just in case, of course.
"You better start talking." Roo says in that low way he has of threatening. "When you're pushed, killing is as easy as breathing, and we are all capable of some quite dastardly things. Wilfred, shall I call Glory of Morning in here? She'd probably bite his toes off without second thought. She loves eating things that look like eggs."
(Intimidation: 13)
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“Well yeah.. I mean no. Burn down the Cliffvine Vineyard?!?! That wasn’t me!!! I swear it!!”
He continues to back up, almost turns to run and seeing Reed pull his shortsword starts to consider his very few options.
Which are then completely thwarted when Archie full nelsons him. He scrinches up his face, not wanting to look at any of them, still weak from the torture.
Hearing the whip crack… he pisses himself in fear.
He winces as the sword pokes him in the side, tears starting to stream down his face, clearly a broken man.
“Please… please don’t kill me. I didn’t burn down this man’s house. I didn’t burn his family. I just…let them know where you lived.”
Wilfred smiles a little as these youngin's help him. He says to the room, while still looking at Sylroris. "Now, now. Let's all calm down. He's behaving himself." Wilfred walks up to him and pats his cheek. "Sylroris, there's no need to be scared. You're doing well, real well. Almost over now. You said you told someone where I lived. Who was it? Hey, hey, look at me! Who did you tell, hmm?" Wilfred will stay up close to him, trying to get his answer.
The man feels warmth radiate through him as the heat from Archie's armour intensifies slightly, and her head begins pouring out it's short smokestack once more.
Corlith stands back and allows Wilfred to ask his questions, but he keeps a close eye on his fellow tiefling looking for signs that he is lying or holding anything back.
Insight: 12+5=17
Virro notes his reaction to the whip, saying in an odd tone, “Uh oh, piddles!” He cracks the whip at the tiefling’s feet and says “Better talk. Tell him who it was. Right …now!”
Whip : 19 , no damage, cracks it at his feet.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
“But you’re going to kill me!”
As the heat radiates through to Sylroris, he tries to squirm but has barely any strength. He gives up after a few moments of trying.
As Virro cracks the whip in front of him, he screams. “Ok! Ok I’ll tell him. I told Alethra Chernin where you lived. I didn’t know the reason till after it was too late. I’m sorry, so sorry.”
He hangs his head and starts sobbing. But then he realizes something and looks up to Corlith who hasn’t openly threatened him yet, “I have, I might have some information to help you down here!”
"if you have information that will help us in this cultists maze then be good and tell us why you know it too, you're starting to smell like a turncoat, which could be a reason as to why they were torturing you, did you work for them? What do you know if the three dead guys? Huh?" Archie cools her internal inferno but doesn't release the tiefling.
Wilfred nods "Alethra Chernin. Hmm. See. That wasn't so hard. Oh, sorry, you were speaking to Corlith, right. Hang on. Hey everyone, back off. Come on. You can let him go Iron Maiden. There we go." Wilfred will ask everyone to give Sylroris space. "Alright, you were going to ask to be freed, right, before you give us the information. Alright. Here you go." Wilfred will grab Sylroris and spin him around so he's facing Corlith, with Wilfred right behind him. "Say what you have to say."
“Ok I believe you, let’s hear what you have that will help, and how you came by this information. I won’t promise your freedom, but I will say that to withhold it now will certainly be detrimental to your case”, Corlith states flatly.
Persuasion: 17+7=24
Almost with a look of disappointment, Virro curls up the whip and hangs it on a loop around his belt. “Need to give you a name..” he says under his breath, then listens to the Tiefling and what hints he might have about their environs.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Roo mans his post at the door, not only watching what unfolds with Sylroris, but looking into the corridor periodically to make sure nothing is sneaking up on them.
"I shall respect your wishes, Wiflred." Roo says, making sure to show his solidarity with his friend. "But I do want to know something, first."
Roo puffs his chest out, showing off his gleaming armor.
"Sylrorsis...I need to know if you've ever seen this armor before, and if so, where, and why."
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"No no, I didn't work for them.. just something I observed." The man tells Archie before Wilfred asks the Iron Maiden to let him go.
Sylrorsis starts to relax a bit when they give him a bit of breathing room, but then looks to Wilfred, knowing that this wasn't freedom, that his fate was probably already sealed. He looks to both doors, one blocked by the halfling, the other by the crazy rooster and wonders what his chances are.
He looks at Corlith pleadingly when his fellow tiefling persuades him that telling them what he knows is in his best interest. Just as he about to talk, Roo'Stor puffs up and takes his attention.
"The armor.. the armor you're wearing? No, I can't say I've seen that before. Or a talking chicken for that matter."
Turning back to Corlith with desperation in his eyes, "Through that door," pointing to the one to the North, "well, while I have been a guest in this room, I've heard what sounded like a heavy stone door scraping open and closed from time to time, accompanied by the sound of splashing footsteps."
He turns and tries to back away from Wilfred, "Please, just leave me here and go do your quest. You're all Flaming Fists right? Uphold good and all that?"
Reed watches Wilfred almost as carefully as he does the tiefling captive.
"Are you new to Baldur's Gate?" Reed asks. "As nice as that would be, I can't recall seeing the Flaming Fists uphold the good of the people. I have seen them hold up people for their goods. Maybe that's close enough."
He finally asks Wilfred.
"Are we letting him go?"
Roo's feathers puff up when he is called a chicken.
"I, good sir, am not a clucking chicken." Roo says, his voice laced with hatred and venom. "I am a Gallus, a member of a proud people. If you cluck it up again I'll slice you open from your ******* to your adam's apple."
He bobs his head up and down, however, accepting that he believes Scoliosis is telling the truth.
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