Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20170103080604/@comment-27550231-20170121052250

Before the nameless hunter has a chance to scream an armored gauntlet covers his mouth and quietly drags him to a dark corner of the cell.

"Go. Interrogate him."

An invisible hand passes over him and soon his memories flash before his eyes as they enter his mind. His parent's hold him in a cold log cabin friends and family stand around them. Jorge opens the door to leave and see's a young man with hair like frost courting a yeti. He walks past the couple and finds the young man once more in a store staking bundles of oats in his first job. As he exits the store he witnesses the ransacking of his village and a dark armored figure on a horse... He's living with bandits, commiting crimes, his first murder. There, he's taking a job. Four others with him... A mage, a rogue, a theif, a bruiser... Tolon, Valin, Gram, Poul. Wait... There! A dark figure... Wings? Why is she blurry?

''There's some type of dark magic obstructing her identity. But she's familiar, close even.''

Jorge walks close to the figure draped in shadows... she look's familiar... Demon, succubus, lillim? Just as he get's a couple of feet away a strong gust knocks him back and out of his victim's mind. Jorge falls back shaking his head in confusion.

"What the hell was..." As he looks up he see's the silver haired man curled up on the ground cunvulsing with pleasure.

''Pleasure barrier. We won't be able to get any more information from him. Nor will the Gendarme... We should leave before-''

The pair hears the sound of footsteps and exit without hesitation, leaving the broken man convulsing in pleasure.