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[eightball]

"Ah, thank you kind sir, and here is your reward!!!" As from behind with one fluid motion, the mage known as Keisser, was killed. Neck broken and spine pierced. His last thoughts were, "I had spells up." "Mages such a troublesome lot," whispers Whiskey Jack chief interrogator of the Elementals. Looking down at the body he says, "Take this trash and disintegrate the remains, we don't need refuse like that around here!!!" As the ground slowly rises and two earth elementals rise and take the body away.
"Now what do we have here," amuses Whiskey Jack. "Three mages, two men and one a woman, teachers in fact from the StarBreeze Academy!!! This will be lovely, as you tell me all your secrets!!!" Each High Master looking defiant, starring their nose down to their soon to be torturer, as each knows in his/ her heart that Alana will save them and this shall not come to pass. Suddenly there is a knock at the door, and a angry Jack turns around. "Who is it disturbing me at my most glorious time of the day?" The door slowly opens and another bundle is slumped before him. "Wow another high master" The two thieves grin at each other and then look at Whiskey, "She was easy, we had to sneak her out while they were fighting and know one knew a thing. Waited to be picked up and here we are. Oh and not to be rude, but we have to report soon so we would like to know where u can get our money" "Of course, of course," says Whiskey Jack, "Go down to the second door on your right and talk to the accountant. If he is not in ask for Mike, he knows u are coming and has your money waiting for you."
As they thank Jack and are walking down the hall they say to one another, "Do you remember any accountant being here?" "Hell no, barely saw anyone the first time we was here, oh well I guess we is gonna see him now huh?" As they enter this room they see a man with a wide brim hat sitting behind a desk playing with a knife eating what looks like to be a hard boiled egg. "Uhh is you Mike?" asked one of the thieves. "Why yes I am, I am the master accountant Mike." "Why is the floor, the desk and the cabinets covered in sheep skin Mike?" "So glad u asked that. It is to keep your blood off of them!!" "Huh?" and with a swoosh their heads are chopped off. Grinning from behind them was a huge Half ogre. "That behind the door being invisible works every time Bryan!!" "Yeah I know, never know what hit them!!!" Mike looks at Bryan and says, they were suppose to get paid right?" "Yeah they was, suppose to" The two have a laugh and each takes a sack of money.
Meanwhile as the fourth mage the divination specialist sits helplessly in a chair with her comrades, she thinks to herself, "I know Alana told me to stand my ground and I know she will come here just in time to save me, so I am not scared as long as their is breadth in my body I know her to be true" Whiskey Jack looks on, "I know what each of you is thinking. You will be rescued and us thwarted. Let me be the first the assuage that line of thinking." With that a huge cylinder is placed around the other female mage. "Look at your feet he says, you will see sand there." As the top of the cylinder is closed the sands swirls round and round faster and faster. She closes her eyes to keep the sand out and the sand cuts a bit, but she is made of stronger stuff. "Mere sand spinning to make me cry out or show pain will not work. He will have to do a lot more than these parlor tricks!!!" "Ahh strong like I thought, says Whiskey Jack, This will be a good day." He asked for the cylinder to be raised and puts an acorn on her left arm. Soon it sprouts and seeps into her vain. She gasped, "By Mystra's holy sacraments, what are u doing!?!?" As the vine seeps into her vain it sprouts out to the nearest male next to here and seeps into his noose and goes up to his brain. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he cries, "Stop this at once, Alana will burn you all alive and you will know what true pain feels like if you don't stop now!!" As this process is repeated all four mages are linked via four vines. "This particular vine," Explains Whiskey Jack is a product of our Gardner. She has such a way with plants. Let me explain how this works. As our friend here feels the pain, each of you will feel the pain a hundred times fold as the vine is wrapping itself around the nerve centers of your body, mainly the head and back. What she feels you will really feel. Oh and in case you think we are just going to use sand. Think again."
As they see glass poured into a container and get crushed to a fine powder. After that a large amount of sand is poured into that same container and poured into the cylinder. "Now for my friend the air elemental who will make a little whirlwind. Don't worry it will hurt much, muahahahahahahaha!!!"
As the sand and glass whirl and whirl she screams a blood curdled cry as her compatriots scream in chorus with here at even louder decimals. All along Whiskey Jack is eating dinner and reading the best selling book Torture By Roger, in front of them. Three hours later the vine finally breaks. "Now if you four tell me all the secrets to Alana's school, I will let you live or give you a quick death. If not, I will have to amuse myself with other ways to persuade you." Each mage trembling with tears and sweat, one with blood everywhere all look at Whiskey Jack and scream in unison, "Never!!!"
Whiskey Jack smiles and says, "And if you did so quickly what fun would I have. See you four in the morning. We have a lot to do!!!" With that he leaves all four mages tied up and exhausted.

[eightball]

"Rise and shine ladies and gentlemen!!! Eww you mages really stink, I had no idea that magic smelled so funny" He chuckles, as he knows that they have not had a bath. "Well today is day two and I thought we would start out with a nice breakfast." A snap of Whiskey Jack's fingers and four carts are wheeled in. On these carts is a meal fit for a king. "Eat up, eat up," says Whiskey Jack, "It's not poison," as he takes a muffin dripping with honey and puts it in his mouth whole. "Of course," talking with his mouth still full of the honey muffin, "I cannot give you utensils, but help yourself." He leaves and about 30 min later, the mages dig in, and true to his word the food is not poisoned and is actually quite tasteful.
After eating to the point of stomachaches the mages take stock of their surroundings and start to talk amongst each other, when the door opens, in walks Whiskey Jack. "Ah I see everyone has ate their fill, but you know the motto, there is always room for desert." He smiles a most evil smile as eight monks come in and hold the mages down and force a foul tasting yellow liquid down their mouths. After two minutes, all the mages start to vomit all of their food. They don't just vomit but foul themselves as well.
"Wow I see you mages cannot hold down such fine cooking, look at the mess you are making. Who is going to clean this up? That's right no one. Give it a day or two and the rats and bugs will come to keep you company. I hope you get lots of rats, because that will be the last good mean you ever get" With that he walks out of the room filled with mages who are not only wounded, with dried blood on some of them, but now with offal and vomit everywhere, the stench is quite noticeable.
Outside, Whiskey is talking to Cotillion. "How long do you think it will be before they break?" ask Cotillion. Whiskey smile and says, "Give them about a week of living off of rats and water. The women will be begging for relief and the men will beg relief for the women. When the begging starts we will start the torture again and with their spirits weakened, someone will crack!" Cotillion nods, "Very good, I will await your results. I take it the pollen is still in the room, to prevent them from casting spells?" Whiskey, feigns surprise, "Of course the pollen and the water we will be giving them will insure they cannot cast spells. They will think it a function of the room or this place, but not to worry, I as usual have it under control" With that the two men part ways, one to plan on breaking the high masters, the other to plan on capturing Alanna