Ashy's Oathbound Campaign II, IC

[Voadam]

Hearing the asherake's response Kyron nods, apparently undisturbed, "Your comrades attempted to take captives on your assault on the spire here. Did you slay or capture the "bug and sheep"?"

Edited seeing baja's post.

Seeing Baja leap at the prisoner Kyron stands tall blazing a full dazzling light and shouts in a voice that cuts clearly through the air using the full force of his command.

"Baja! No! Release him now! Hear me Baja, only if he does not answer my questions. Leave off now!"

 

[Ashy]

The asherake, utterly terrified of Baja, wets himself as the half-orc screams in his face. He is focused entirely on Baja, ignoring all else, and can only barely make his mouth work to answer him; only the fear of what will happen to him if he does not talk moves his fear-frozen lips. "Zey are not dead! Only prizonerz!"

 

[hafrogman]

Tristan turns from his conversation with Kiera to watch the prisoner at this last pronouncement.

"If that is true, then we will need to free them if it is possible."

He glares at the asherake as if trying to quell the inevitable, arrogant responce regarding the inability of "zeeds" to complete such an endeavour.

[ooc - sense motive +4, are they alive, or is the prisoner just saying what he wants us to hear?]

 

[Ashy]

The asherake ignores Tristan totally, as he is completely focused on Baja at the moment.

OOC: He is being truthful, you think.

 

[Voadam]

"Asherake, it is very important you answer my questions now, these were friends of the orc so you must tell me all the details he will need to rescue them. Where were they taken, will they be kept together or separated, how long will they be in their current place, what are the forces like in the area they will be in now. Start answering my questions and I believe he won't rip your heart out."

 

[deadestdai]

Baja snarls and squeezes the Asherak's throat a little for added effect . You 'eard him. Start talkin'!

 

[Ashy]

The asherake, totally overcome by his fear of Baja, finally breaks down, nearly sobbing. "Zey are being held in zee Faztnezz, zee citadel of my lord and leige, the Grand Azherake. No one can penetrate zee defenzez, however - zere are too many - too many!" The creature now seems torn between his fear of Baja and a fear of something else, as he begins mumbling to himself, "My life iz forfeit if anymore I tell to you - a fate worze than death do I face at the handz of my lord... I cannot tell you more, pleaze, do not make me, Ghost-orc!"

 

[Voadam]

"What will happen them? Slavery? Public execution?."

 

[Ashy]

The asherake nods, and he seems spent. "Zlavez, mozt likely, alwayz the minez need zee zlavez."

 

[Vendetta]

Still a bit angry, Xerxes manifests his control sound ability. He slaps the wall of the cave opening and warps and twists the sound into a soft melody that helps to quiet his spirit as he looks out at the setting sun, watching the horizon and enjoying the beautiful banquet of colors of the ever approaching evening sky.