"Stop fooling around, mortal creature. My eyes have seen the birth and death of entire species. You are nothing. Tell me the truth!" The Deava still speaks calmly, but his eyes start to glow in a pale fire.
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This is Ronen, remembering a good threat he used ages ago and some little prestidigitation on his eyes
[sblock=Mini stat block] Ronen Perception: 19 Insight: 19 Normal Vision AC 18 Fortitude 13 Reflex 15 Will 16 (all +1 vs bloodied creatures) Initiative: +5 Hit Points: 17 / 32 Bloodied: 16 Temporary Hit Points: 0 Resist: Radiant 6, Necrotic 6 Saving Throw: - Action Points: 1 Second Wind: 0 Milestones: 0 Healing Surge:8 Surges per day: 4 / 8 Cantrips: Ghost Sound, Mage Hand, Light, Prestidigitation At-Will Powers: Thunderwave, Winged Horde Encounter Powers: Memory of a Thousand Life Times, Orbmaster's Incendiary Detonation, Color Spray, Shield, Orb of Imposition, Orb of Nimble Thoughts Daily Powers: Sleep
Willow moves forward, her pale face reddened by the heat of anger. Her left hand takes the shape of a giant scorpion's stinger, and she raises it to the liar's throat. "Speak the truth, or make your peace."
Intimidate: 1d20+1=20 (Use as a result or an aid another, whichever works best.)
"Ok, ok, wait, ok, yeah a group a drow was dragged through the tunnels, kuo-toas were there, we didn't try to mess with them...you'd be better off the go back the way you came surface dwellers." it replies.