Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140616200842/@comment-25102226-20140701201810

Sturkas and his men were in the cave already. In the heart of it, Alexx was shackled in, with ragged trousers and that was it. Across his back he had several whip lashing marks, and had a thin line of blood around his forehead. His second, Jenkins was shackled up as well, and same with Amora (his third). There was also a scrawny new werewolf. The one Luna shot, to be exact. Samuel luckily resurrected him, and it seemed he was fine. The last one besides the Vampire was Eltrygg. He seemed to be in his 40s and was balding. (He's pretty much a look-alike of Skjor)

Sturkas, who had been drinking heavily, laughed. "You ready for a beating again?" They remained silent, and he responded "I guess no one bothers to object. How about our harshest one? No objections? I guess you don't want food or water either. Just beatings." a Redguard, by the name of Ahmed told Sturkas, "Leave 'em alone would you? Either kill 'em and be done with it, or stop. They aren't going to talk." The Cave-Bear, swayed and sputtered, "You shut yer mouth! I do what I want, and ya can't stop me." Ahmed stood up and went out of the room, and eventually made it to the opening of the cave. He jumped back when he saw the group. "Hey! Hey! Don't swing! Sturkas could hear, and he'll kill everyone here!" Ahmed hissed quietly and raised his hands.