Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131203225639/@comment-3293219-20131208151929

Corelas had been out cold for some time, he didn't stir or say anything in his sleep, nor did he dream.

Suddenly, the thalmor was snapped back into reality, he couldn't breath and he was fully submerged in water.

He was blind, obviously some sort of blindfold he was also gagged as any sound he tried to make was muffled. Though this could just be the water, he glimpsed the feeling of cloth on his mouth and nose, whenever he moved his head.

He quickly raised his hand to try and claw to the surface but found that he couldn't move it, his feet had the same problem, however, unlike his arms they were raised.

He could feel himself sinking as the water got more and more intense, he had to break his bonds and get out of this, before he reached the bottom. If he hit the bottom of the lake, pond or it could even be the ocean floor for all he knew it wouldn't even matter.

He jerked around, violently to preserve himself, sooner or later his body would convulse and then all hope would be lost.

However, his efforts were futile, he could feel himself getting deeper and deeper and he had wasted all of his remaining strength on trying to break his bonds. He was incredibly groggy to start with and even if he was free, he could never swim to the surface.

Suddenly, the water stopped. It was a strange sensation, water doesn't stop, especially when it's all around you but here he was back on dry land.

He felt something lift from his face and he noticed that he could see again, water still dripped down his face and ran down to his ears and neck.

The hooded imperial stood over him, holding a dripping wet cloth and smirking a sick, psychotic smile.

"Okay..." He said, calmly, throwing the bucket that he used to waterboard Corelas across the room.

"I'm going to ask you some questions... if you answer them correctly, I might just let you live."