Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140503020704/@comment-5543592-20140509230419

Emrey woke with a start. He momentarily thought he was an entirely different place and tried to reach his arm out, only to find it straped to the arm of a chair. He shook his head, confused. The room was dark and it took him a moment to realize he was strapped to a chair, his arms tied down with leather straps, and his ankles were to the legs of the chair aswell. He yanked against the his bonds in vain.

"He's awake." Emrey jerked his head upward to look at two men, the same two that head previously knocked him unconsisous. They had been sitting at a table, playing a sort of game, but their attention was now focused on him.

"Good evening, Mr. Emrey.  I have you enjoyed the house of our gods well?"

Emrey was blinking and taking in his surroundings, very disoriented.

"Although I doubt you did.  The non-believers aren't accomadated very well here."

Emrey focused on his interrogator. This one was an Imperial, the other a Redguard.

"What do you want?"

"Dossiers on the following people:..." The Imperial began reading off the adventurer's name. Emrey wasn't surprised that Brighid, Galadir, Volarano, and the like had come after him. He just hoped they didn't killed on his account.

"Screw you." Emrey didn't meet the Imperial's eyes, instead he looked dejectedly at his hand.

"I thought you would be unagreeable at first." The Imperial looked over Emrey's shoulder and nodded. Emrey furrowed his brow, unsure what that meant. Two men came around from behind Emrey. One immediately went to his right arm and seized his hand, restraining it completely. The other was holding a pair of calipers. The man latched the caliper's onto one of Emrey's finger nails and began wiggling at it with force before tearing it off. Blood began oozing out of where his nailplate had previously been. Emrey bit down on his lip in pain, causing it to bleed, but didn't utter a sound, not wanting to give his torturers the satisfaction. They then proceeded to wrip off the rest of the nails on his right hand. By the end, Emrey was rocking back and forth in pain. The two men left after they were done. The Redguard left as well.

"You see, Mr. Emrey, we can make things very difficult for you here.  You'll talk soon enough." And with that the man left.

An hour later Emrey was still trying hard not to whimper, with limited success.