07-31-2017, 09:11 PM
(07-31-2017, 06:58 PM)OdinYggd Wrote:"give it your worst! I've had people drill holes in my teeth to talk, and I didn't say a peep!"(07-31-2017, 03:59 PM)achroma Wrote: The injured Feizel wakes and fumbles for a small knife in his pocket, clearly still panicked, fallowed by a few Wimpers of pain.
"Put me the fuck down lady! I don't want to have to stab you!"
Clearly he isn't in the best of moods either.
The other Feizel waves to Austin as he sets off to study the stattuet. He stares at the golem, woundering what's going on inside it's mind.
"Okay."
Danu drops him quite roughly, upright on a chair in the kitchen.
While he's still reeling from the pain of being jarred like that, she grabs his wrist to disarm him, and attempts to tie his hands behind his back to the chair using the dishtowel.
"Now there'll be no more of that. You're going to sit here and answer a few questions if I have to knock you out and drag your limp body to the sheriff to be questioned by a professional interrogator."
The Feizel struggles with being donded to the chair, fiddling with the cloth. He clearly doesn't want to be here, nor does he want to talk. It seems you made a new enemy today.