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It was sorta funny, in a way, that Kazimir would find himself in the position of interrogator rather than the familiar interrogatee. But he had volunteered, in no small part cuz Azar, that lucky lass who found her strength again thanks to his wiles and the seer’s miracles, volunteered to fool the sleepy-eyed guard with her masterful skills of disguise. And Kazimir, who was quick to make known his ‘experience’ in shakedowns, figured it was easy enough thing to do to play the part of the thugs who so often parted from him both tooth and coin. After all, it was about weaving the right lies, wasn’t it? No man was better than he at that!
So he waited for the unlucky lad to be dragged in, and thrown down by the mighty bulls and the mightier Batoyangi. Their rough and burly nature no doubt instilling the right kind of fear in the kobold. “It yer lucky day, lad,” Kazimir stepped out from the dark, blue-tinted hands palmed together in mock prayer as he switched to the Mharoti tongue, “M’boys are feelin’ generous today. They’ll let you and I talk. Come ta an understandin’, y’see, where you give me the information I want, and you don’t end up becomin’ my big friend there’s,” he pointed to Batoyangi whose eyes gleaned hungrily in the dark, “chew toy, or her,” he thumbed back at Red, her blades scraping so sadistically together, they’d make a masochist sing, “freshly skinned scaled sword sheath. Yer choice, mate.” Then Kazimir smiled his squinty-eyed smile, leaning down to the kobold’s eye level, “Now why don’t we be pals, and you tell us where the gov’nr is, aye?” The kobold guard stiffened at first. Seemed to take Kazimir’s words in slowly, savoring every little threat that was laid before him, all subtle-like. But just as Kazimir thought the lad was about to crack, he snarled his lips back, and spat in Kazimir’s face. “You are all Jambuka!!” He wriggler hotly in Batoyangi’s hold, his eyes betraying his fear. “I’ll never tell you where our prisoner is because you’ll never make it past the scouts on the roof! Filthy soft-hides!” Kazimir bristled underneath the pelt of spit on his face, and very dryly, very stiffly, flung it off his face with the back of his hand. “And your mother dropped you as an egg, you toe-sucking frog-humper. But you don’t see me judging you for that!” The kobold hissed back at Kazimir, clearly more afraid of his masters than the likes of him. Which was fine. Kazimir still got something outta the lad, even if the guard didn’t realize it himself. He walked back towards the others, wiping the remainder of the spit on Vrakiras’ tunic as he smugly said, “ See? Told yous lot I would have him singing us truths, one way or another.”
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Last edited by hafrogman; Jan 31st, 2023 at 02:07 PM. |
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Status: Feverish and Out | Pronouns: She/Her GMing Die Fabulous | Old Gods of Appalachia CROWNED IRON DM 2023!! WOW!! Last edited by Strangemund; Feb 22nd, 2023 at 04:19 PM. |
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Current status: All good. Last edited by Lazer; Mar 10th, 2023 at 06:05 PM. |
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