[Vile] Maiden of Pain's Redemption

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Orshallan seems to be going to stay behind, probably because he knows Loviana wants to interrigate Silversilk alone, and because Wira is just about hysterical.*

*Entering the back room, a well-appointed storage room full of shelves of silks and fine gauzes, she immediately sees Silversilk sitting in a plain chair in the center of the room. Three guards carry small hand crossbows at their belts, and shortswords at the ready. Another doesn't wear armor, and the crimson patch on his shoulder proclaims him an arcanist that works for the city guard. He watches Silversilk like a hawk, and has just finished binding her hands in what appear to be decorative silver manacles when Loviana walks in.*

"Ah, you must be the victim, Ms. Balsarat. Sir Leshan indicated you wished to speak to Lady Silversilk," the mage says with impeccable manners. Loviana remembers that Orshallan was going to use the surname of Leshan while traveling to prevent his movements from being as obvious. Silversilk looks at Loviana with a serene expression. "The city of Albon takes a dim view of rogue arcanists hiring themselves out as kidnappers and assassins, and the penalties are quite harsh." He adds the last in a rather offhand manner, the steps off to the side where he can keep a view of Silversilk without bothering Loviana.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Loviana: Half-Nymph/Female (Unfettered/Bondblade)

Loviana files the mage’s knowledge of Orshallan away for later retrieval as she coldly looks upon Silversilk. Finally Loviana turns to the arcanist, and apparent leader of the group, with a simple nod before speaking.

“I’m sure they are… Thank you for your assistance in this manner sir. I assume that she bond and unable to go anywhere soon?”

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"The shackles bind her power, and she will not move unless she desires an arrow in the gut," the arcanist says primly.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Loviana: Half-Nymph/Female (Unfettered/Bondblade)

Loviana smiles politely at the man but her eyes show nothing but coldness, “Thanks you sir. Could I have a moment alone with her? I assure you that Sir Leshan wouldn't mind.”

OOC: Intimidate + 11 if need be.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The arcanist shakes his head.*

"I'm afraid not miss," the man says stiffly, straightening his spine against Loviana's subtle threat. "We must be present in case she tries some treachery. However, I'm afraid my guards are rather hard of hearing, and remember little of what they see. I, I must confess, am given to bouts of daydreaming, and hardly knows what goes on in my presence sometimes." he says evenly, and then fixes his eyes on some distant point in space, outwardly ignoring you and Silversilk.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Loviana: Half-Nymph/Female (Unfettered/Bondblade)

Loviana gives the arcanist an amused look before she turns furiously back towards Silversilk, giving the failed assassin all of her undue attention, “I imagine with my new outlook on life I should give you a chance to speak before I start… So what do you have to say for yourself?”

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"I bear no personal animosity towards you. I was naught but a hired hand, a knife directed by those that paid me. That will not save me from your anger of course," Silversilk says evenly, in the calm tones of someone who knows they have nothing to lose.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Loviana: Half-Nymph/Female (Unfettered/Bondblade)

Loviana nods her head in confirmation of Lady Silversilk’s words, “Nor will I save you from their anger…”

She pauses as she carefully withdraws the stiletto that’s ever so cleverly hidden in her lockets of hair… She turns it over and over in the light as stares at it, “Now were where we?”

Moving closer Loviana makes a threatening gesture at one of Silversilk’s protruding legs, “Oh yes, you where about to tell me who hired you and everything that they told you about me or I’m afraid I’m going to have to hurt you.”

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"The woman who hired me came cloaked and masked in black silk, and was heavily arrayed with magical protection to prevent me from discerning her true identity with magic. She appeared tall and slender, moved with grace, and had long hands in black gloves. She paid me in song pearls. She told me your description, including several favored guises, the fact that you were in town, and that I was to capture you and hold you for her pleasure in the room downstairs. She mentioned you were a skilled fighter, but I was not told you were an escape artist as well," Silversilk recites dispassionately, her eyes closed. However, Loviana detects a faint trembling of her bound hands.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Loviana: Half-Nymph/Female (Unfettered/Bondblade)

With a threatening smile Loviana places the point of the stiletto painful into Silversilk’s neck, “I don’t like it when you move your hands so I suggest that you stop.”

Not waiting for an answer Loviana quickly moves around to inspect the assassins bonds…