So fiend, it appears you’re friends left you to rot. And rot you shall, but not before you answer some questions. Where is your master?

Folwyn will grab the devil by the horns and begin to literally turn them outwards almost trying to break them off the head, but to try and cause pain. He is doing this in full sight of Ikor to show what kind of treatment he can inflict.

Strength to twist the horns 20

Intimidation on Ikor 13

Amnesty will return to herself with a sharp gasp and give Fionn's hand a small squeeze before letting go. "Where did Folwyn go? The cellar? And what connections do you have with Klaus?"

Folwyn is in the cellar yes,   as he carries Anvin up the stairs

At this point Taysia automatically assumes mind control. She'll nudge Delanra and look up to her in trying to communicate this thought process. 

The horn bends completely, and the Delk Devil wakes. Ikor, now fully conscious, just smiles. "Do what you'd like to the stupid horns. They can use their shadow magic to fix them if they care so dearly." 

The Mayor shakes his head. "I wish I didn't have any."

Well then maybe you’ll give me the information we need. 

 Folwyn will snap the horn off the devil and jam it into Ikors leg. Where’s their master?

Amnesty gives the mayor a slight glance before nodding and moving to head towards the cellar.

Insight on the mayor:  7

As Amnesty reaches the cellar, she will watch Folwyn for a second before intervening. "Folwyn? Did you at least try talking to them first?" She'll rest a hand on his arm and look at the two chained figures.

Ember continues to look around Saborin's estate.

after placing Anvin on the bed Fionn goes to the cellar

Ikor, though sitting, seems to jump about a foot in pain. "Ah, ah, ah...yeah, okay, okay..." You watch as black liquid begins to trickle down from around where the horn hit Ikor. "I'm not sure. I haven't been officially inducted. But the Blackbound Birds...no one's ever defeated them. That's what they call themselves--they're the Council, the leading members of the Blackbound, all hailing to one unknown master. There's the Black Sparrow, who's an assassin who has hundreds of kills under his belt, as well as many others. You don't stand a chance." Ikor takes 10 damage from the horn, as well as 3 poison damage. 

Amnesty, the mayor seems shook past what has happened to his son, as if something bigger has just occured to him.

Ember sees a paper in a cabinet, barely sticking out from it, and the cabinet is tightly closed. From what Ember can tell, it is some kind of check or payment record. 

Ember will try to retrieve the paper from the cabinent. 

Amnesty hums with thought and consideration before kneeling in front of the devil, giving Ikor a look that suggests he is next. "You will tell me what I want to know. You dont have a choice. So just make this easier on yourself."

to the ceiling Aye me lady ill tell 'em" and then to Ikor "and it could take a long time  perhaps  i can bring you back for her to try again" Fionn says darkly

Make a Stealth check for Ember.

In a very gravely, demonic tone, the devil leans forward a bit. "What do you want to know?"

Ember's Stealth: 21

Amnesty also leans forward a little and in a darker tone stares the devil challengingly in the eyes. "What is your name? Where is your master hiding? Why did you want Saborin dead? What magic do you contain?"

The devil growls. "I am Svall. We want Saborin dead because he is messing in things he doesn't understand. And magic...shadow magic." You watch as shadows spread across his hands, clearly trying to show off, perhaps to cover up for the question he didn't answer. 

Ember, with ease, takes out the paper without being noticed. It seems to be a list of payments made on a weekly-basis to someone listed as the Shaded Vulture. It seems like the payments have only been in place for a few months, but altogether there is more than 3,000 gold sent total. 

Amnesty gives him an almost mocking smile with an unamused raised eyebrow. "Well Sval... What Is the source of your magic?" With a slight pause she will mumble something in a more intimidating and infernal language. "And you seem to have missed answering one of my questions."

Ember will continue to look around for evidence.

Fionn will use Thaumaturgy to shift the lighting to enhance Amnesty's questioning

Thoradin stands back watching the questioning of the captives and can't help but let out a grumble laugh at the sight of Folwyn jabbing the horn into Ikor's leg. "Boy, I be sorry about yer fallin companions, but ye don't be knowin what we can or can't handle. Ye said they be comin fer ye, and we held them off. They wanted Saborin dead, yet he still draws breath. As long as we be in this town, yer blackbound will be putting a hold on there plans."

"Lord Saborin, I would know more of these Legion if you please? My compatriots and I are recently to this area, and I am sure you can appreciate that no person of sensibility blindly seeks aid from some organisation without a little research into them. Now I can tell from your bearing that you are a man of repute, and as such I believe your words wouldn't steer us wrong. Though a polite conversation and a calming refreshment would be grandly appreciated."

persuasion: 6

"My little friend and I would not try to follow you, you obviously have acquaintances and resources that would secure your safety in such a time. Though that your cellar's passageways seem to be common knowledge to these Blackbound does hint that maybe all of those you know or trust are not entirely worthy of it."

Lord Saborin nods. "Yes. So, the Legion, they reside under the main tavern--though that's illegal and the mayor would skin me alive if he knew I was aware--and they're...hunters. A particular kind of hunters, the best kind. They exterminate...a force that is difficult to exterminate, called a Soul-Flayer, but I'm no historian and you'll have to ask for more information from somewhere else. Anyway, they can be trusted and their protection skills are without questions. And I'm aware no one can be trusted with knowledge of me, especially...with certain things I've been dealing with recently."

The devil grins, beginning to laugh, almost hysterically. "Do what you want to me...to us. It is all for a greater cause. If we die in the name of our master, it will have been our life's service to keep their information confidential. So please, kill us. Go on with it."

Fionn pulls out his flask of holy water  "Hmm i wonder what this might do"