Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20190424132336/@comment-28718853-20190514203232

Wanda jerks back, startled by the needle shooting out. She watches the wriggling mass with a mix of both intrigue and disgust. In all of her days, past and present of healing the sick and wounded she had never witnessed anything like it.

The high-pitched squeal of the abomination causes Wanda to wince and grit her teeth.

When requested to stitch the wound shut Wanda grabs a needle and thread and begins applying sutures to it. The Ghoul handles this with expert handiwork, and once she finishes she raises both hands into the air and asks, "Anything else we need to do?"

Out in the main room the woman returns Rix's scowl and grumbles, "You won't get anything out of me."

"Why don't we just take her back to Wavedraw and have a Mindflayer get her to spill everything? It would save us all a lot of trouble," Riza suggests.

"That takes away the fun of interrogating them," says Ikuna.

"No shocking," Forjod declares to Ikuna.

"Who orchestrated this attack?" Rix asks the woman.

"Didn't I tell you? My lips are sealed!" the captive replies.

"She sure talks a lot for someone who claims to have zipped lips," Oceana comments from the second floor.