Gabriel shakes a little with the release of the Dark Speech, then elegantly stalks over to the lone kobold being tormented by the rest of his group. Really, they should leave that to professionals, he thinks.
"Please, stand back a bit, give this fellow some air," Gabriel says, smiling broadly at the kobold, a smile that gave not a hint of warmth. "You have much to say to us, and we have little time for games and tricks, don't you agree? Now, considering the fate of your erstwhile comrades, and the appatite of my troll friend here, you have nothing but truth to tell me, right? So, tell me, in great detail, who this squirmy vemin fiend is that has joined your band. He slew the lovely Loriel, so naturally I wish to know all about him," Gabriel says with velvet malice.
I can't believe those rats killed her! There are so few females that can satisfy me... he thinks angrily as he realizes there will be no dark miracles for the succubus.
OOC: Intimidate +27 or Diplomacy +36