"Well, we can't let him go finishing this alone, not when anyone could be a traitor." Sirrus pokes around the room looking for anything of note. Investigation:
"I'll admit, I'm not used to this covert, espionage stuff. I'm more meant for skirmishes and lying to people. I do however have a deep dislike for what the mob is doing, and so I'm here to help however I can. Maybe we start by interrogating this guy." (If the others want to leave the room, Sirrus can surely get some answers out of the thug, if you get what I'm saying.)
Sirrus gives a slight smile. "I think you'd prefer to step out. My peoples method of interrogating is.... not what you are probably imagining. It's an incredibly brutal, and I plainly painful method, but very effective." He isn't exaggerating, but Sirrus is also actively trying to scare the thug a bit. I'll hold off a minute to see if Apa/Detective want to leave the room.
Sirrus lets his emotions go stone cold. He knows full well that 99% of victims don't survive his interrogations, and the only way to make it through so many is to let his heart go blank. Turning to the man, he grabs his shirt collar in both hands and harshly tears the shirt in two. (I can make any checks you need) Swiftly pulling out a dagger, he promptly pushes it into the mans gut, letting a (not so tiny) bit of blood trickle down. He casts Thaumaturgy, causing his voice to boom 3 times louder, and get marginally deeper. He starts yelling at the man, filling the room with a deafening roar due to the yelling being magnified by Thaumaturgy. "WHAT'S YOUR RANK IN THE MOB? HOW MANY MEN ARE STATIONED HERE? WHICH TOWN GUARDS ARE RATS? WHERE ARE THE REST OF THE MOB OUTPOSTS? WHO'S IN CHARGE NEXT TO BOSS HERE? WHERE ARE YOU STRIKING NEXT? WHO ARE YOUR CURRENT TARGETS? WHY DID YOU JOIN" Sirrus slowly brings the blade up an inch or two.
Peyton is not beyond making criminals pay for their crimes but outright torture is not her thing. She does understand the reason but doesn't want to be present for such things. She leaves the room and makes sure nobody interferes with the conversation.
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"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
The detective has reluctantly left the room, reminding you not to kill the man. As for the actual interrogation;
The man looks down at his wound, drunkenly oblivious to the wound. His face begins to tear up and he begins weeping, unleashing a drunken babble. Most of what he says is unintelligible, and he goes off topic at the end, but he answers some of your questions.
Rank in mob: "I wuz just brought here, worked fur a Capo, Capo dead, boss brings us here, unghimblerf,"
Rats in the town guard: "rats? I dunno what rats, I don' like ratz,"
Other mob outposts (suprisingly, he is the most coherent here): "whaddya mean? Geffano don't give us outposts, if he did, we'd get found out,.."
Why he joined: this is where he goes off topic. He starts mubling about his home life. From what you can understand, he was a spoiled brat who ruined what future he had by joining the mob as a teen.
(This is what he gives freely, other checks may have to be made to disclose more information).
intimidation: 13 Sirrus grabs the mans arm and twists it back. (generic STR check: 16) "RATS! THERE ARE PEOPLE IN THE TOWN WHO ARE WORKING UNDERCOVER FOR YOUR BLASTED GEFFANO!" He pushes the edge of the dagger (not the point) further into the mans stomach. "ANSWER ME!" (Side note, if there's any like cups of water or something sirrus splashes it full into the mans face.)
"Ouwr," says the man, but he has enough sense even while drunk to answer your questions. "People in town? Heh, Geffano got people I'm every town," he says, slurring his words. "Everyone iz connected to him. Not just ratz either. Bandits, buisnesses, nobles. Even ord'nary folk who need'd sumeone dead or some cash. I should know. If they couldnt pay debts, they'd get got. Id name em, but the list'd be too long,". He chuckles, rolling his head back. "If it wuznt for our Capo dying, we ourselves wouldn't be here. The boss likes his privacy. If one little, little, goon knew who EVERYBODY was, than we wouldn't have lasted as long, huh? So if he did have undercover people, I wouldn't know em," he begins to look a little pale.
Apa nods "Thank You, If there is anything else you would like to tell us that is important, now would be the time and it would save you from the harsh interogation techniques of my colleague here."
The thug mumbles something you cannot discern. There is a nock at the door. Peyton, you can see the detective nock at the door from outside the room, where you both wait for the interrogation to finish.
Apa turns to the detective "I don't see what more can be extracted from him. You should lock him up and question him when he is sober." Apa tells the detective everything they learned from the mobster
Sirrus nods in agreement. Maybe it's common sense, maybe he's in a good mood, or maybe he doesn't have the energy after the fight. Whatever the reason, he agrees that further interrogation is useless. With one swift move he slits the mans neck. Let me know if you want a roll for that.
Sirrus lets his emotions come back. "Well, I don't know what we do now. We clearly can't trust anyone else, so it's going to be incredibly hard to get any outside help. I think it's all up to us to wipe out the mob. Question is how?"
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"Well, we can't let him go finishing this alone, not when anyone could be a traitor."
Sirrus pokes around the room looking for anything of note.
Investigation:
"I'll admit, I'm not used to this covert, espionage stuff. I'm more meant for skirmishes and lying to people.
I do however have a deep dislike for what the mob is doing, and so I'm here to help however I can.
Maybe we start by interrogating this guy."
(If the others want to leave the room, Sirrus can surely get some answers out of the thug, if you get what I'm saying.)
"Lying to people is helpful...The art of deception. If you plan on interrogating, I will stay and be your muscle"
Sirrus gives a slight smile.
"I think you'd prefer to step out.
My peoples method of interrogating is.... not what you are probably imagining.
It's an incredibly brutal, and I plainly painful method, but very effective."
He isn't exaggerating, but Sirrus is also actively trying to scare the thug a bit.
I'll hold off a minute to see if Apa/Detective want to leave the room.
"I may be a Paladin but I am a Paladin of the Underworld.....You may begin"
Sirrus lets his emotions go stone cold. He knows full well that 99% of victims don't survive his interrogations, and the only way to make it through so many is to let his heart go blank.
Turning to the man, he grabs his shirt collar in both hands and harshly tears the shirt in two. (I can make any checks you need)
Swiftly pulling out a dagger, he promptly pushes it into the mans gut, letting a (not so tiny) bit of blood trickle down.
He casts Thaumaturgy, causing his voice to boom 3 times louder, and get marginally deeper.
He starts yelling at the man, filling the room with a deafening roar due to the yelling being magnified by Thaumaturgy.
"WHAT'S YOUR RANK IN THE MOB?
HOW MANY MEN ARE STATIONED HERE?
WHICH TOWN GUARDS ARE RATS?
WHERE ARE THE REST OF THE MOB OUTPOSTS?
WHO'S IN CHARGE NEXT TO BOSS HERE?
WHERE ARE YOU STRIKING NEXT?
WHO ARE YOUR CURRENT TARGETS?
WHY DID YOU JOIN"
Sirrus slowly brings the blade up an inch or two.
Peyton is not beyond making criminals pay for their crimes but outright torture is not her thing. She does understand the reason but doesn't want to be present for such things. She leaves the room and makes sure nobody interferes with the conversation.
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
The detective has reluctantly left the room, reminding you not to kill the man. As for the actual interrogation;
The man looks down at his wound, drunkenly oblivious to the wound. His face begins to tear up and he begins weeping, unleashing a drunken babble. Most of what he says is unintelligible, and he goes off topic at the end, but he answers some of your questions.
Rank in mob: "I wuz just brought here, worked fur a Capo, Capo dead, boss brings us here, unghimblerf,"
Rats in the town guard: "rats? I dunno what rats, I don' like ratz,"
Other mob outposts (suprisingly, he is the most coherent here): "whaddya mean? Geffano don't give us outposts, if he did, we'd get found out,.."
Why he joined: this is where he goes off topic. He starts mubling about his home life. From what you can understand, he was a spoiled brat who ruined what future he had by joining the mob as a teen.
(This is what he gives freely, other checks may have to be made to disclose more information).
intimidation: 13
Sirrus grabs the mans arm and twists it back. (generic STR check: 16)
"RATS! THERE ARE PEOPLE IN THE TOWN WHO ARE WORKING UNDERCOVER FOR YOUR BLASTED GEFFANO!"
He pushes the edge of the dagger (not the point) further into the mans stomach.
"ANSWER ME!"
(Side note, if there's any like cups of water or something sirrus splashes it full into the mans face.)
Apa waits to hear if the thug knows of any rats. She stands there towering over him mean mugging to see if that will jolt his memory
21 intimidation rolled in log
"Ouwr," says the man, but he has enough sense even while drunk to answer your questions. "People in town? Heh, Geffano got people I'm every town," he says, slurring his words. "Everyone iz connected to him. Not just ratz either. Bandits, buisnesses, nobles. Even ord'nary folk who need'd sumeone dead or some cash. I should know. If they couldnt pay debts, they'd get got. Id name em, but the list'd be too long,". He chuckles, rolling his head back. "If it wuznt for our Capo dying, we ourselves wouldn't be here. The boss likes his privacy. If one little, little, goon knew who EVERYBODY was, than we wouldn't have lasted as long, huh? So if he did have undercover people, I wouldn't know em," he begins to look a little pale.
Apa still standing behind Sirrius asks a question "You mention a boss and a capo" Apa points to the dead person "That was your capo. Who is the boss?"
"Huh? No, nonononononononono, that's not the Capo, the Capo was dead loooooong before. The boss is Geffano, always has been,"
Apa nods "Thank You, If there is anything else you would like to tell us that is important, now would be the time and it would save you from the harsh interogation techniques of my colleague here."
The thug mumbles something you cannot discern. There is a nock at the door. Peyton, you can see the detective nock at the door from outside the room, where you both wait for the interrogation to finish.
The detective is knocking on the door? I let him in.
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
"Thanks," the detective mutters as he enters the room. "Are you finished?" He asks Sirrus.
Apa turns to the detective "I don't see what more can be extracted from him. You should lock him up and question him when he is sober." Apa tells the detective everything they learned from the mobster
Sirrus nods in agreement. Maybe it's common sense, maybe he's in a good mood, or maybe he doesn't have the energy after the fight.
Whatever the reason, he agrees that further interrogation is useless.
With one swift move he slits the mans neck.
Let me know if you want a roll for that.
Apa goes to object but it is too late once she realizes what Sirrus was doing
Sirrus lets his emotions come back.
"Well, I don't know what we do now. We clearly can't trust anyone else, so it's going to be incredibly hard to get any outside help.
I think it's all up to us to wipe out the mob. Question is how?"