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Post by The Smith on May 5, 2008 21:34:02 GMT -5
Scrambling to speak he started, "They were hired to go to Duskendale. They did not know why. When they got there they found out they had to poison people. No one objected, then they took there money and ran." Screaming now he adds, "I can help you find Throt. Just don't cut me."
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Post by Flex on May 5, 2008 21:37:53 GMT -5
Darien puts the bloody knife down and nods. "That's much better, Yurie. I would very much like to talk to this Throt." Darien stares at the man for a moment before ramming his fist into his stomach a couple of times. "Anything else you have to tell me?" He asked after waiting for Yurie to slightly recover.
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Post by The Smith on May 5, 2008 21:43:59 GMT -5
Yurie leaned over breathing hard, and after several minutes he said, "The woman from King's Landing was named for a river... but they did not mention which one." He took another steadying breath, "But I can help you find Throt, and he can tell you."
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Post by Flex on May 5, 2008 21:46:56 GMT -5
Darien nodded to the two guards behind Yurie and they grabbed him. One of the men held his head up while the other grabbed his jaw and forced it open. Darien picked up a very thin, ridged dagger and put it into Yurie's mouth; slowly pushing down on his tongue.
"Come on Yurie... you must know a little more than that."
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Post by The Smith on May 5, 2008 21:48:10 GMT -5
Unable to speak or shake his head, he waved his hands from side to side, and tears began to fall from his eyes.
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Post by Flex on May 5, 2008 21:50:38 GMT -5
Darien shoved the dagger under one of Yurie's teeth and twisted it, forcing the tooth out of it's socket. He removed the dagger from his mouth and set it down on the table again. "I don't understand the waving hand language... speak, or lose an eye."
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Post by The Smith on May 5, 2008 21:52:14 GMT -5
Gurgling on the blood he pleaded, "I know where Throt is, he can tell you everything. I do not know any more. But Throt does let me find him with you. I swear he knows more, and he will tell all. I swear." He spits blood out and cries as he speaks rapidly.
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Post by Flex on May 5, 2008 21:54:42 GMT -5
"Good. That will be enough for now; there might be more questions later. Men, bring him back to his cell." The guards nodded and removed Yurie from the room, locking him back in his small cell.
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Post by Flex on May 5, 2008 23:40:04 GMT -5
"Hmmm... I can't help but think that he knows more. But for the moment it might be best to leave him, yes. Have him bandaged up and send him a cup of wine. I am not a big fan of this torturing business and I do want the man's help in finding Throt."
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Post by Flex on May 5, 2008 23:46:09 GMT -5
Darien took a small sip of the wine, not being the biggest drinker and contemplated the situation for a while. "Yes, perhaps you will be able to get some information out of him that I couldn't. No matter, at least we have a name."
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Post by Flex on May 5, 2008 23:58:03 GMT -5
"That I would not know. I have spent enough time here only to know my name is Stone, but if that is so then it seems reasonable. I think it would be best if we first get our hands on this Throt fellow. He would likely no more."
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Post by The Smith on May 9, 2008 20:57:13 GMT -5
Yurie prepares to sing like a bird.
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Post by Flex on May 9, 2008 22:41:35 GMT -5
"So Yurie, where exactly is this man named Throt?"
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Post by The Smith on May 9, 2008 23:04:02 GMT -5
"He is in Lannisport. I do not know where, but I know the people he will be meeting with." Yurie cringed and whimpered.
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Post by Flex on May 9, 2008 23:04:59 GMT -5
"What people may these be?" Darien said in a threatening tone.
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Hope you all are well and happy.