A very dark cell in Godsgrace 523 AC

[The Stranger]

A dank interrogation room in Godsgrace. Guards are posted at every door, and four more men wait to bring the prisoners for interrogation.

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

Ser Keldon arrives on behalf of Lord Irwyn and waits for a brief before speaking with the prisoners.

[The Stranger]

A nondescript looking man wearing a brown leather blacksmith's apron and a black tunic enters, he bows respectfully.

"Ser Roger, I'm glad you could come. You can call me Roger. Where shall we begin?" He rubs his shaved head with a metal farming instrument of some kind while he talks.

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

"Well how many men do you have and where were they found?" Ser Keldon asks.

[The Stranger]

"Eight teams of two Ser. Each traveling in twos, and in disguise. They made separate travel plans, but we picked them up in the Dornish quarter in Braavos, so we know they were sent from abroad."

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

"So they were returning from their mission or were they intercepted before visiting their target?"

[The Stranger]

"Excuse me Ser Roger. We got wind of their presence abroad, we arrested them here in Dorne, as they made landings in little boats. They were not met by anyone, so we don't believe they are connected to the Dornish Resistance, and we picked them up shortly after."

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

"Your men have determined these are definitely spies and not assassins?" Ser Keldon said the events of last week still weighing heavy on his mind?

[The Stranger]

"There's a difference Ser?" asked Roger, scratching more intently with what now appeared to Keldon to be a pair of pliers like that a Maester might use to remove an arrow.

"Some are women, Most are men, pretty burly. They could do killing if it came to it I think."

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

"Have you identified any soft targets that might be convinced to serve as double agents? If not its no matter we can kill them all," Ser Keldon asks the Knight. "I guess we should start with the easy questions first, like what their mission was?" Keldon says.

[The Stranger]

"Want me to bring one in now?" asks Roger, as he finally stops scratching.

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

Keldon nods, "yeah bring one in."

[The Stranger]

Roger disappears, and soon the four men are hauling in a whipcord thin, but obviously physically fit, Dornish man, who appeared to be in his late twenties. Roger nodded as the guards suspended the man by his hands from a hook on the ceiling."

Roger next unrolled a long black pillow case, which contained a variety of metallic objects.

"Would you like to begin now Ser Roger?"

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

Keldon nodded, "Perhaps we should torture them first to loosen their tongues, I hate to waste time by asking questions and then having them test our resolve. Soften him up for a bit and I will be back in a little bit," Ser Keldon turns to leave, "Unless your willing to skip the pleasantries?" Keldon asks the man.

[The Stranger]

"Skipping the foreplay?" The man says, " I see you like it the same way as your mother does."