*Nictos watched the intterrogation closley saying nothing and staying back letting Tod and Gamine do as they would with the prisoner. However as time goes on he seems to be growing more impatient stepping forward he adressses the group *

"This be all well and good if your talking to the local merchant about his wares....*Nictos eyes narrow as his face grows darker*...However This is no merchant...THIS is an Assiasin not unlike the ones who have sent our friend Lord Fireforge to the halls of his god..Where i come from we deal with this sort another way.."

*Nictos unsheaths his a single blade,*

" Perhaps if i might be allowed i would gladly losen his tongue..

*looks to the prisoner, a look of grim determination in his eye..*

"Normally in my homeland one such as yourself would suffer to lose his right thumb followed by his left and the gouging of the eyes you would never again hold a blade of join the rush of battle forever doomed to die a beggers death. What say you fiend, would you prefer to meet your end amongst the refuge in the city streets and gutters or qould you rather answer a few simple questions?"

*Waiting for answers Nictos raises his blade with a two handed grip holding its edge over the man's hand inches above his right thumb*




"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.Fear is the little death that obliterates all. I Will allow the fear to passover me and through me. I will turn my inner eye to follow its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will Remain."



To truly know yourself You must look deep within and find your pain. When you have found it you must embrace it. The pain is who you are. How you react to your pain is what others perceive you to be
- The Battle Monks of Fel Raemon