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Raenna will kill the man
This was an important choice for her storyline. Only time (and the alternative choices … moreat the end of the chapter) will tell if this was a wise decision or not. It won't have much immediate consequences, but there might be positive or negative consequences coming out of this later.
Would you like to hear something truly nice for once? Raenna will never again encounter Karl, the man she convinced to leave. Despite his threats, he won't go back to Butterfly, instead he will rethink his life. He will return to his wife and daughter and will be genuinely thankful for the second chance Raenna gave him. Sounds too much like a happy ending for Game of Thrones? Well, perhaps its sounds more thrones-ish if I reveal that his hand will never fully heal, leaving his work opportunities limited and his family in a life of poverty. However, it will still be a lot more than they would have had if Raenna … [view original content]
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Raenna will kill the man
This was an important choice for her storyline. Only time (and the alternative choices … moreat the end of the chapter) will tell if this was a wise decision or not. It won't have much immediate consequences, but there might be positive or negative consequences coming out of this later.
Would you like to hear something truly nice for once? Raenna will never again encounter Karl, the man she convinced to leave. Despite his threats, he won't go back to Butterfly, instead he will rethink his life. He will return to his wife and daughter and will be genuinely thankful for the second chance Raenna gave him. Sounds too much like a happy ending for Game of Thrones? Well, perhaps its sounds more thrones-ish if I reveal that his hand will never fully heal, leaving his work opportunities limited and his family in a life of poverty. However, it will still be a lot more than they would have had if Raenna … [view original content]
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Raenna will kill the man
This was an important choice for her storyline. Only time (and the alternative choices … moreat the end of the chapter) will tell if this was a wise decision or not. It won't have much immediate consequences, but there might be positive or negative consequences coming out of this later.
Would you like to hear something truly nice for once? Raenna will never again encounter Karl, the man she convinced to leave. Despite his threats, he won't go back to Butterfly, instead he will rethink his life. He will return to his wife and daughter and will be genuinely thankful for the second chance Raenna gave him. Sounds too much like a happy ending for Game of Thrones? Well, perhaps its sounds more thrones-ish if I reveal that his hand will never fully heal, leaving his work opportunities limited and his family in a life of poverty. However, it will still be a lot more than they would have had if Raenna … [view original content]
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black room, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away, his lower lip trembling. She could have survived if she would have never entered this city. He had brought her here. To Oldtown. To Mullendore.
A loud and painful creak sounded, as a door a few metres in front of him was opened. The dim light of a torch illuminated the small room and even if it wasn't particularly bright, it almost seemed to be glaring for Lucas, causing pain in his eyes as he had to look down to the table in front of him in an attempt to avoid looking directly into the flame. He had already recognized the man who just entered his room. He was wearing a white tabard today, showing six black and orange butterflies, paired with a truly sickening grin. “I see you're awake”, Maron Mullendore greeted him with a mockingly polite nod. “I'm curious how long this will last”
He placed the torch in a small torch holder and walked closer to the table, resting his hands on it as he gleefully looked at Lucas. His green eyes moved as he looked from Lucas' hands up to his face, his grin getting wider with every second. Lucas on the other hand put all his hatred in his stare, trembling with anger, as none of the two men said a word. Mullendore narrowed his eyes as Lucas shot him a glare, his grin vanishing. All of a sudden, in a movement that was too quick to follow, he moved his right hand to his belt, pulling out a long, sharp knife and ramming it deeply into the wood of the table between Lucas' hands.
The sound it caused was loud and sudden enough to cause Lucas to wince as he nearly jumped up from his chair. The uncomfortably close chains prevented this and he sank back onto his chair. Mullendore's grin reappeared as he pulled the knife out of the wood again, gently moving the fingers of his left hand over the blade. “You look like shit, boy”, he growled. “Jaylon fucked you up pretty rough. I had to intervene to prevent him from killing you” He gently lay the knife onto the table, looking at it for a moment.
“Let me guess, I'm soon going to regret that you spared my life”, Lucas spat at him and Mullendore narrowed his eyes. “It depends on you and your cooperation. It always depended on your cooperation”, he answered. “You fucked up, boy. All of your friends are dead. Even your little girl, just because you chose to oppose me. Now you're all alone. And you will answer my questions” He looked at the knife in his hands and his sickening smile reappeared.
“The fuck I'm going to do!”, Lucas spat at him and Mullendore closed his eyes. “Trust me, you will, sooner or later. For your own interest, tell me what I need to know. If you hope for help, you are ridiculous. No one is looking for you. No one even knows you're here...”
Lucas pressed his lips together, shivering, at least partially out of fear. He did not want to die in this dark hole, at the hands of this man. He wanted to tear his chains apart, wanted to beat this man to death... Lucas Flowers had always believed in ideals. Mercy had always been one of it. But there would be no mercy for Maron Mullendore. For the first time in his life, Lucas felt true hatred. “What do you want from me?”, he growled.
Mullendore's smile faded into a slight smirk as he continued. “From the moment you entered the city, my men had their eyes on you. The guard you talked to when you entered the city informed Jaylon. Jaylon informed me”, he explained. “From the moment you left the Citadel, I knew you had this boy with you. Unfortunately, I did not know where you brought him, until you had been kind enough to tell me” He leant forwards, grabbing Lucas at the collar if his shirt and pulling him closer, at least as much as Lucas' chains allowed it.
“I was willing to show mercy, to you, to Leonard, to your little girl, if I would get Dairon in exchange. Even after you dared to lie to my face two times, I was willing to show you mercy”, he growled with barely suppressed anger in his voice. “Then I arrived at the inn, only for your little bitch to distract me, long enough for Dairon to escape”
He let go of Lucas, raising from the table as he started to walk around it until he stood behind Lucas. “This is the reason she had to die. This is the reason you're here”, the false knight whispered in his ear. “Tell me what I want to know and we can end this. Stay silent and I will hurt you, more than I ever hurt her” He continued to walk around the table, sitting back on the chair in front of Lucas as soon as he reached it. “I have to say, you had a good taste in women”, he snarled with a truly cruel grin.
“Fuck you!”, Lucas exclaimed furiously, once again trying to jump up. “I won't tell you anything, you son of a bitch!” Mullendore's grin vanished as quick as it came and he raised from his chair. “As I said, you will. The only question is, how much do I have to hurt you?”, he answered and his gaze hardened. “However, I do not appreciate you insulting me. Do that one more time and you're going to regret it”
With these words, he grabbed Lucas left hand and for a moment, Lucas had to suppress the urge to gasp in fear. He wouldn't give him this satisfaction. “For now, a little reminder should be enough”, Mullendore snarled, slowly moving Lucas pinky finger upwards. “Just a little taste of the things to come” Lucas started to breath heavily, as pain flashed through his hand. The moment he heard and felt the crackening sound, the wave of pain coming from his pinky finger, he couldn't help it, a muffled, but clearly pained scream forced its way out of his throat.
Mullendore chuckled as he looked at Lucas hand and as the knight finally managed to regulate his breathing again and found the courage to look down, he saw that his pinky finger was protruding from his hand in a way that was agonizing just to look at. Before he could even think about calming down again, his torturer grabbed the broken finger, causing Lucas to let out another pained groan. “Lesson learned?”, the false knight asked and with a swift movement, he snapped the bone back into position, prompting yet another scream from Lucas, yet another smirk from Mullendore. “Just as I thought”, he chuckled.
While Lucas was still breathing heavily, recovering from the thumping pain in his left hand, Mullendore turned around, facing the door for a moment. He let out something resembling a sigh as he looked back at Lucas. “I'm afraid our time together comes to an end”, he growled and for a moment, the words stood between them.
“I'm not going to kill you, Lucas”, Mullendore revealed. “Perhaps later, if you're a good boy. But I am a very busy man. This city does not save itself. Because of this, I have ordered a specialist to take over” A hint of the honest smile Lucas had seen on his face when they met for the first time reappeared, but now it looked twisted and cold. “He is going to get my answers”, he said and sat down again, looking at Lucas almost in a caring way. “But, you won't be the same afterwards, I promise. Which is why I want to give you one last chance to answer my question: Where is my runt?”
For a moment, Lucas gave him a surprised look as he realized the meaning of these words. “Your... your runt?”, he asked. Mullendore gave him a short nod and a smirk before answering. “My runt. Perhaps the term 'Son' would be a bit too much for a weakling who decides to become a fucking Maester”, he revealed.
“But he said his mother...”, Lucas exclaimed before interrupting himself. Dairon had claimed that his mother had been raped by a knight. Back then, Lucas hadn't believed him. Had joked that a true knight would never do this. And now he had the epitome of a false knight sitting right in front of him and he finally believed.
“Yes, yes she claimed that. It wasn't rape, as I can assure you she that she enjoyed it as much as I did”, Mullendore claimed. “Of course that did not stop her from spreading a few disgusting lies later on” A slight grin appeared on his face. “So I stopped treating her like a lady. In retrospect, I should have broken her neck like I broke her fingers”, he chuckled, before his gaze hardened. “He is not my son, he is my runt. I have many runts, bastards who aren't even worthy of being a Flowers. Dairon the little Maester is one of many. The only one I am willing to call my son is Yoreen, the only one who deserves respect”, he explained “In your own best interest, tell me what I want to know and spare yourself a lot”
Lucas shook his head. “I won't and I never will. Bring it on”, he answered, every word oozing with hatred. Mullendore gave him a stern nod. “Brave words, boy. We'll see what kind of man you are the moment the knife touches your skin”, he answered, before looking over his shoulder, towards the door. “SPHYNX!”, he yelled at the top of his lungs.
The echo of his words echoed from the surrounding walls and for a moment, there was only silence. Then, Lucas heard soft, shuffling footsteps slowly approaching the door. Mullendore's grin lost every trace of affability as he looked back at Lucas. “I warned you, boy. I warned you because I admire your stubbornness. I deeply regret that it had to come to this”, he said, obviously lying. “But the man who is going to enter the room now...”
He was cut off by the sound of the door getting opened. Not one, but two people entered the room. The one who was walking first was a young boy, certainly far from being a man, with bedraggled blonde hair, extremely pale skin and horribly light grey eyes. He was wearing a simple, dark tunic and carried a small bag with him. Lucas saw a deep scar on his left cheek. The moment the grey eyes of the boy fell upon Lucas, a smirk appeared on his face.
Behind him walked a lean figure, clad in long, plain white clothes which concealed the whole body, including a hood. His face was covered by a flat, pitch black mask, depicting a stylized cat with a flat snout. The man took a short bow in front of Mullendore and his dark eyes looked almost amused as his gaze fell upon Lucas. “Maron, it is a pleasure to see you again”, the man said with a soft, almost soothing voice.
Mullendore gave the newcomer a friendly grin and pulled him into a short hug. “Sphynx, you ugly bastard! Wearing that mask again, eh? Probably for the better”, he said with roaring voice. The man gave him an affirmative nod. “We're all wearing masks, Maron. Hiding our true nature, or am I wrong, Butterfly?”, he answered. Mullendore narrowed his eyes. “Let's stay with Maron. Butterfly is dead”, he growled and looked at Lucas. “Lucas, this is the Sphynx, your new best friend”
Before the Sphynx could say anything, Mullendore looked at the blonde boy with a stern look. The boy on the other hand gave him a wolfish grin without any fear. “And who is this? Is he one of you cat people? Where is his mask?”, the false knight asked. The Sphynx took a step forwards, putting a hand on the boys shoulder. “Maron, this is Conor, my new apprentice”, the Sphynx revealed. “He hasn't yet earned his mask, but he has talent” Even though the mask was concealing the man's face, perhaps thankfully, Lucas could see that he was grinning. “He is Lupin's brother”
“Lupin?”, Mullendore asked in confusion, before widely opening his eyes. “You mean... Seven fucking Hells, the resemblance is uncanny. Are you sure it's a good idea to give something like him a taste for blood?” The Sphynx gave him a decisive nod. “He is the best apprentice I ever had”, he said and a smirk appeared on the boys face as he took a mocking bow in front of Mullendore. “Pleasure to meet you, Ser Maron”, he said in a mildly annoyed voice. Mullendore narrowed his eyes as a frown appeared on his face. In a swift movement, he grabbed him at the collar and pulled him close to his face. “Boy, I don't like the way you talk to me”, he growled, before letting out a sigh. “But you are just like your brother. You're probably enjoying this”
Conor gave him a nod, which almost seemed to infuriate Mullendore even more, but the knight finally let go of the boy. “I'm leaving you alone now. Sphynx, keep him alive, but don't hold back”, he ordered, before looking at Lucas one last time. “I'll be checking on what's left of you in a few hours. Until then, boy” And with these words, Mullendore left the room, leaving Lucas in the company of the most unsettling boy he had ever encountered. And in the company of the Sphynx...
The masked man sat down on Mullendore's chair, giving Lucas a polite nod. “Lucas, it is a pleasure to meet you. Maron had told me about the fun you two already had”, he greeted him. “I am the Sphynx and I will be your interrogator” With these words, he reached into the depths of his robe, pulling out a long, sharpened knife. “It's not too late to tell me everything I want to know”
“Fuck you”, Lucas hissed. It was a low insult, something he usually wouldn't do, but the increasing hopelessness of his situation started to affect him. Even more than the despair he felt over Lunett's death, even more than the worry he felt for Leonard, Lucas Flowers was afraid, deeply and utterly afraid in a way he never was in all his life.
The Sphynx narrowed his dark eyes slowly shifting his attention towards the knife. “That was a pathetic insult, Lucas. I'm sure you can do better”, he promised, before grabbing Lucas left hand. “We're going to start slow. Every time you don't answer me, I'm going to increase the pain. This knife has many functions, but I will also use pliers, a hammer, nails and of course, a hatchet, a bonesaw, my intelligence and raw force”, he explained. “All you have to tell me is where Maron's son currently hides and I will stop hurting you. I promise”
The tone of his voice made it impossible for Lucas to detect if he was lying or telling the truth. It did not matter. Lucas had no intention of revealing Dairon's location. He had seen what Mullendore did to Lunett and he... for a moment, Lucas had to close his eyes, so that he wouldn't show any weakness in front of the Sphynx. When he opened them again, he looked directly at the Sphynx and attempted to spit at the man. A few drops of saliva left his dry mouth, hitting the masked man's robe. The Sphynx narrowed his eyes and started to chuckle in a horrifyingly calm way. “We're going to play a little game, to break the ice. Why don't we sing a song together?”, he asked “I'm sure you know the text. It goes like this...”
With these words, he started to whistle a tune Lucas knew too well, while slightly cut into the flesh of his Lucas' thumb, causing the knight to suppress a pained groan, while Conor's smile widened, just as the Sphynx eyes got an almost amused look in them.
“This little piggy went to the market”, the masked man hissed and pulled the knife out of Lucas' finger.
The cut wasn't deep, but painful enough for Lucas to clench his teeth. Without giving him a moment to recover, the Sphynx moved on to Lucas' index finger, still whistling his tune.
“This little piggy stayed home”, he exclaimed with sadistic joy as he slightly cut into the top of the finger.
“This little piggy had roast beef”, he continued as he moved on to the middle finger in a single movement.
“This little piggy had none”, he snarled as he cut deeply into the flesh of Lucas' ringfinger.
The knight was breathing heavily, letting out groans of pain, which only seemed to cause the Sphynx to whistle even louder, a tune he knew just too well. Tears of agony were flowing down Lucas' face, even though he tried his best to stop it. He stayed silent. He couldn't do this to Dairon... But he knew all to well which finger would be the next.
The Sphynx took a quick look at Lucas' broken pinky finger and a vicious look appeared in his eyes. He stopped whistling and waited for a moment, as if he wanted Lucas to answer his earlier question. After a short moment, he let out an almost relieved sigh.
“This little piggy cried wee, wee, wee”, he growled with a deep voice, slightly touching the finger, which was already enough to force a pained wailing out of Lucas' throat. “All the way to the town”
The knife moved down, cutting into the flesh and Lucas started to shriek from the burning pain that flashed through his whole arm. “Make it stop!”, Lucas screamed. “MAKE IT STOP, PLEASE!”
With a triumphing look in his eyes, the Sphynx pulled the knife out of the finger, putting it in front of him onto the table. “Conor”, he said and the boy looked up, a truly sadistic grin on his face. “Yes, Sphynx?”, he asked in anticipation. The Sphynx slightly chuckled as he looked down on Lucas marred hand. “Give me the pliers, we have a victor”, he growled and the sound of his voice sent shivers down Lucas' spine.
“This little piggy ends up on the plate”
With a gleeful smirk, Conor reach into the depths of the bag he was carrying, after a while he moved his hand out of it, revealing rusty pliers. It had to be rust on them, right? Lucas started to breath faster as the thought of feeling this pain again nearly caused him to cry. The Sphynx and Conor exchanged a look as the masked man gave the boy a handwave, commanding him to walk closer.
“Conor, do you know why this particular little piggy caused so much pain to our valiant knight?”, the Sphynx asked and the boy took a long look at the finger. “It's broken”, he deduced and the Sphynx gave him an impressed nod. “Quite viciously on top”, Conor continued. “I guess Maron couldn't contain himself”
The Sphynx gave him another nod. “Very good, Conor. You truly deserve a reward”, he complimented him and to Lucas' horror, he handed him the pliers. The boy flashed the masked man a smile, before grabbing them, immediately moving them towards Lucas' wounded hand. “Stop!”, the Sphynx commanded sternly, just before the rusty metal touched the broken finger. “Do it as I have shown you”
Conor let out an annoyed sigh and rolled his eyes, but still complied, softly moving the pliers towards the fingernail of Lucas' broken pinky finger. The moment the cold metal touched his finger, Lucas moaned in pain, already expecting and fearing what would follow. The Sphynx put a hand on Conor's forearm, causing the boy to shoot him a nearly beast-like glare.
“One more moment, Conor. I want to talk to Lucas before you can continue”, the torturer explained, looking at Lucas and studying him for a moment. “You have a low pain treshold and that is a bad thing in your situation”, he stated. “The young Conor is unskilled when it comes to the removal of fingernails. His lack of skill, paired with his natural talent will cause the most exquisite pain you can imagine, I promise you that. But since I am your friend, I'd like to offer you a chance to avoid this pain. Just answer my question, Lucas. Where is Dairon?”
[Reveal Dairon's location][Try to lie to him][Stay Silent]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Yes he does, or at least he thinks so. He ordered Dairon to return to the Citadel in case anything went wrong, so he has good reason to assume that Dairon went there. Archmaester Quent mentioned Wulvren, the Archmaester of Magic as the person Dairon should hide with. If Lucas reveals Dairon's location, he is going to tell the Sphynx exactly this.
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
[Stay Silent] Lying to him can easily backfire. So, like I said before, the next Lucas parts will be few, unless someone puts on a heroic act and saves him. Who will save him though? Liquid, you show that you're uncomfortable when writing these parts, but deep down, I know you're enjoying every moment of this you sick bastard xD
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Well Liquid, safe to say, my nightmare wasn't this, but "I am your father." that would have fucked more minds than conspiracy theories.
B… moreut yeah. Torture. I sort of get the impression if I lie this happens:
Ends at 2:12
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p0qLzsIhUMk
[Try to lie to him]
And Yoreen....forget about that bastard.
Yes, it would have been possible, in which case Lucas and Leonard would have switched their roles. However, this would have potentially been an even worse choice, since Mullendore had thrice as many men accompanying him. I haven't fully planned this alternative path out, but there would have been another choice which could have resulted in the potential deaths of Samantha, Sasha, both or none. Lucas would have been freed regardless, but Leonard would have been tortured instead. His torture would have been offscreen and because of his wounds it would have been more on a psychological level, which would have been arguably even worse as it would have caused huge effects on Leonard's character. So, in terms of consequences, you actually picked the slightly better choice here.
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Shit... there's no good ending out of this. But we just can't give away Dairon like that. Lucas is gonna go through lots of hell, unless someone can save him...
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Yes, it would have been possible, in which case Lucas and Leonard would have switched their roles. However, this would have potentially been… more an even worse choice, since Mullendore had thrice as many men accompanying him. I haven't fully planned this alternative path out, but there would have been another choice which could have resulted in the potential deaths of Samantha, Sasha, both or none. Lucas would have been freed regardless, but Leonard would have been tortured instead. His torture would have been offscreen and because of his wounds it would have been more on a psychological level, which would have been arguably even worse as it would have caused huge effects on Leonard's character. So, in terms of consequences, you actually picked the slightly better choice here.
Aha! So Mullendore won't hear the whole specifics since we tied up the loose end. Now lets hope the bartender doesn't spill, or else Raenna may be in some trouble. I wonder if we'll see Karl again through another POV and maybe the chance to help him out (or screw him over even more).
The Voting is closed!
Raenna will kill the man
This was an important choice for her storyline. Only time (and the alternative choices … moreat the end of the chapter) will tell if this was a wise decision or not. It won't have much immediate consequences, but there might be positive or negative consequences coming out of this later.
Would you like to hear something truly nice for once? Raenna will never again encounter Karl, the man she convinced to leave. Despite his threats, he won't go back to Butterfly, instead he will rethink his life. He will return to his wife and daughter and will be genuinely thankful for the second chance Raenna gave him. Sounds too much like a happy ending for Game of Thrones? Well, perhaps its sounds more thrones-ish if I reveal that his hand will never fully heal, leaving his work opportunities limited and his family in a life of poverty. However, it will still be a lot more than they would have had if Raenna … [view original content]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
[Reveal Dairon's location] I had such a hard time making this choice, I'd pick 'Try to lie to him' if I thought Lucas was a good liar.
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Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Nice part, [Try to lie to him] and I could only hope that he would let him alive, if this is and will be true, but if they will find out that Lucas lie... would probably kill him later.
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black r… moreoom, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away… [view original content]
Comments
I am scared.
Can't wait. :-o
Oh lord this will be like a horror movie.
Lucas
Lucas slowly opened his eyes, despite the pain it caused him. The first thing he noticed was that he was sitting in a pitch black room, almost unable to move. Panic started to rise inside of him, his heart started to thump wildly in his chest, his breath almost out of control as he started to shake. He remembered... Leonard and Jaylon and Maron Mullendore and... Lunett...
Tears formed in Lucas' eyes as he tried to raise his hands, tried to move his feet. It did not took him long to realize the situation he was in at the moment. His legs were uncomfortably chained to a chair, his hands chained to a table or something like that, right in front of him, in a way that prevented any movement of his limbs. Gods no... he remembered the look in Mullendore's eyes as he...
Lucas pressed his lips together as he stopped any attempt to loosen his chains. By the gods, what has he done? Lunett, she... He closed his eyes to blink the tears away, his lower lip trembling. She could have survived if she would have never entered this city. He had brought her here. To Oldtown. To Mullendore.
A loud and painful creak sounded, as a door a few metres in front of him was opened. The dim light of a torch illuminated the small room and even if it wasn't particularly bright, it almost seemed to be glaring for Lucas, causing pain in his eyes as he had to look down to the table in front of him in an attempt to avoid looking directly into the flame. He had already recognized the man who just entered his room. He was wearing a white tabard today, showing six black and orange butterflies, paired with a truly sickening grin. “I see you're awake”, Maron Mullendore greeted him with a mockingly polite nod. “I'm curious how long this will last”
He placed the torch in a small torch holder and walked closer to the table, resting his hands on it as he gleefully looked at Lucas. His green eyes moved as he looked from Lucas' hands up to his face, his grin getting wider with every second. Lucas on the other hand put all his hatred in his stare, trembling with anger, as none of the two men said a word. Mullendore narrowed his eyes as Lucas shot him a glare, his grin vanishing. All of a sudden, in a movement that was too quick to follow, he moved his right hand to his belt, pulling out a long, sharp knife and ramming it deeply into the wood of the table between Lucas' hands.
The sound it caused was loud and sudden enough to cause Lucas to wince as he nearly jumped up from his chair. The uncomfortably close chains prevented this and he sank back onto his chair. Mullendore's grin reappeared as he pulled the knife out of the wood again, gently moving the fingers of his left hand over the blade. “You look like shit, boy”, he growled. “Jaylon fucked you up pretty rough. I had to intervene to prevent him from killing you” He gently lay the knife onto the table, looking at it for a moment.
“Let me guess, I'm soon going to regret that you spared my life”, Lucas spat at him and Mullendore narrowed his eyes. “It depends on you and your cooperation. It always depended on your cooperation”, he answered. “You fucked up, boy. All of your friends are dead. Even your little girl, just because you chose to oppose me. Now you're all alone. And you will answer my questions” He looked at the knife in his hands and his sickening smile reappeared.
“The fuck I'm going to do!”, Lucas spat at him and Mullendore closed his eyes. “Trust me, you will, sooner or later. For your own interest, tell me what I need to know. If you hope for help, you are ridiculous. No one is looking for you. No one even knows you're here...”
Lucas pressed his lips together, shivering, at least partially out of fear. He did not want to die in this dark hole, at the hands of this man. He wanted to tear his chains apart, wanted to beat this man to death... Lucas Flowers had always believed in ideals. Mercy had always been one of it. But there would be no mercy for Maron Mullendore. For the first time in his life, Lucas felt true hatred. “What do you want from me?”, he growled.
Mullendore's smile faded into a slight smirk as he continued. “From the moment you entered the city, my men had their eyes on you. The guard you talked to when you entered the city informed Jaylon. Jaylon informed me”, he explained. “From the moment you left the Citadel, I knew you had this boy with you. Unfortunately, I did not know where you brought him, until you had been kind enough to tell me” He leant forwards, grabbing Lucas at the collar if his shirt and pulling him closer, at least as much as Lucas' chains allowed it.
“I was willing to show mercy, to you, to Leonard, to your little girl, if I would get Dairon in exchange. Even after you dared to lie to my face two times, I was willing to show you mercy”, he growled with barely suppressed anger in his voice. “Then I arrived at the inn, only for your little bitch to distract me, long enough for Dairon to escape”
He let go of Lucas, raising from the table as he started to walk around it until he stood behind Lucas. “This is the reason she had to die. This is the reason you're here”, the false knight whispered in his ear. “Tell me what I want to know and we can end this. Stay silent and I will hurt you, more than I ever hurt her” He continued to walk around the table, sitting back on the chair in front of Lucas as soon as he reached it. “I have to say, you had a good taste in women”, he snarled with a truly cruel grin.
“Fuck you!”, Lucas exclaimed furiously, once again trying to jump up. “I won't tell you anything, you son of a bitch!” Mullendore's grin vanished as quick as it came and he raised from his chair. “As I said, you will. The only question is, how much do I have to hurt you?”, he answered and his gaze hardened. “However, I do not appreciate you insulting me. Do that one more time and you're going to regret it”
With these words, he grabbed Lucas left hand and for a moment, Lucas had to suppress the urge to gasp in fear. He wouldn't give him this satisfaction. “For now, a little reminder should be enough”, Mullendore snarled, slowly moving Lucas pinky finger upwards. “Just a little taste of the things to come” Lucas started to breath heavily, as pain flashed through his hand. The moment he heard and felt the crackening sound, the wave of pain coming from his pinky finger, he couldn't help it, a muffled, but clearly pained scream forced its way out of his throat.
Mullendore chuckled as he looked at Lucas hand and as the knight finally managed to regulate his breathing again and found the courage to look down, he saw that his pinky finger was protruding from his hand in a way that was agonizing just to look at. Before he could even think about calming down again, his torturer grabbed the broken finger, causing Lucas to let out another pained groan. “Lesson learned?”, the false knight asked and with a swift movement, he snapped the bone back into position, prompting yet another scream from Lucas, yet another smirk from Mullendore. “Just as I thought”, he chuckled.
While Lucas was still breathing heavily, recovering from the thumping pain in his left hand, Mullendore turned around, facing the door for a moment. He let out something resembling a sigh as he looked back at Lucas. “I'm afraid our time together comes to an end”, he growled and for a moment, the words stood between them.
“I'm not going to kill you, Lucas”, Mullendore revealed. “Perhaps later, if you're a good boy. But I am a very busy man. This city does not save itself. Because of this, I have ordered a specialist to take over” A hint of the honest smile Lucas had seen on his face when they met for the first time reappeared, but now it looked twisted and cold. “He is going to get my answers”, he said and sat down again, looking at Lucas almost in a caring way. “But, you won't be the same afterwards, I promise. Which is why I want to give you one last chance to answer my question: Where is my runt?”
For a moment, Lucas gave him a surprised look as he realized the meaning of these words. “Your... your runt?”, he asked. Mullendore gave him a short nod and a smirk before answering. “My runt. Perhaps the term 'Son' would be a bit too much for a weakling who decides to become a fucking Maester”, he revealed.
“But he said his mother...”, Lucas exclaimed before interrupting himself. Dairon had claimed that his mother had been raped by a knight. Back then, Lucas hadn't believed him. Had joked that a true knight would never do this. And now he had the epitome of a false knight sitting right in front of him and he finally believed.
“Yes, yes she claimed that. It wasn't rape, as I can assure you she that she enjoyed it as much as I did”, Mullendore claimed. “Of course that did not stop her from spreading a few disgusting lies later on” A slight grin appeared on his face. “So I stopped treating her like a lady. In retrospect, I should have broken her neck like I broke her fingers”, he chuckled, before his gaze hardened. “He is not my son, he is my runt. I have many runts, bastards who aren't even worthy of being a Flowers. Dairon the little Maester is one of many. The only one I am willing to call my son is Yoreen, the only one who deserves respect”, he explained “In your own best interest, tell me what I want to know and spare yourself a lot”
Lucas shook his head. “I won't and I never will. Bring it on”, he answered, every word oozing with hatred. Mullendore gave him a stern nod. “Brave words, boy. We'll see what kind of man you are the moment the knife touches your skin”, he answered, before looking over his shoulder, towards the door. “SPHYNX!”, he yelled at the top of his lungs.
The echo of his words echoed from the surrounding walls and for a moment, there was only silence. Then, Lucas heard soft, shuffling footsteps slowly approaching the door. Mullendore's grin lost every trace of affability as he looked back at Lucas. “I warned you, boy. I warned you because I admire your stubbornness. I deeply regret that it had to come to this”, he said, obviously lying. “But the man who is going to enter the room now...”
He was cut off by the sound of the door getting opened. Not one, but two people entered the room. The one who was walking first was a young boy, certainly far from being a man, with bedraggled blonde hair, extremely pale skin and horribly light grey eyes. He was wearing a simple, dark tunic and carried a small bag with him. Lucas saw a deep scar on his left cheek. The moment the grey eyes of the boy fell upon Lucas, a smirk appeared on his face.
Behind him walked a lean figure, clad in long, plain white clothes which concealed the whole body, including a hood. His face was covered by a flat, pitch black mask, depicting a stylized cat with a flat snout. The man took a short bow in front of Mullendore and his dark eyes looked almost amused as his gaze fell upon Lucas. “Maron, it is a pleasure to see you again”, the man said with a soft, almost soothing voice.
Mullendore gave the newcomer a friendly grin and pulled him into a short hug. “Sphynx, you ugly bastard! Wearing that mask again, eh? Probably for the better”, he said with roaring voice. The man gave him an affirmative nod. “We're all wearing masks, Maron. Hiding our true nature, or am I wrong, Butterfly?”, he answered. Mullendore narrowed his eyes. “Let's stay with Maron. Butterfly is dead”, he growled and looked at Lucas. “Lucas, this is the Sphynx, your new best friend”
Before the Sphynx could say anything, Mullendore looked at the blonde boy with a stern look. The boy on the other hand gave him a wolfish grin without any fear. “And who is this? Is he one of you cat people? Where is his mask?”, the false knight asked. The Sphynx took a step forwards, putting a hand on the boys shoulder. “Maron, this is Conor, my new apprentice”, the Sphynx revealed. “He hasn't yet earned his mask, but he has talent” Even though the mask was concealing the man's face, perhaps thankfully, Lucas could see that he was grinning. “He is Lupin's brother”
“Lupin?”, Mullendore asked in confusion, before widely opening his eyes. “You mean... Seven fucking Hells, the resemblance is uncanny. Are you sure it's a good idea to give something like him a taste for blood?” The Sphynx gave him a decisive nod. “He is the best apprentice I ever had”, he said and a smirk appeared on the boys face as he took a mocking bow in front of Mullendore. “Pleasure to meet you, Ser Maron”, he said in a mildly annoyed voice. Mullendore narrowed his eyes as a frown appeared on his face. In a swift movement, he grabbed him at the collar and pulled him close to his face. “Boy, I don't like the way you talk to me”, he growled, before letting out a sigh. “But you are just like your brother. You're probably enjoying this”
Conor gave him a nod, which almost seemed to infuriate Mullendore even more, but the knight finally let go of the boy. “I'm leaving you alone now. Sphynx, keep him alive, but don't hold back”, he ordered, before looking at Lucas one last time. “I'll be checking on what's left of you in a few hours. Until then, boy” And with these words, Mullendore left the room, leaving Lucas in the company of the most unsettling boy he had ever encountered. And in the company of the Sphynx...
The masked man sat down on Mullendore's chair, giving Lucas a polite nod. “Lucas, it is a pleasure to meet you. Maron had told me about the fun you two already had”, he greeted him. “I am the Sphynx and I will be your interrogator” With these words, he reached into the depths of his robe, pulling out a long, sharpened knife. “It's not too late to tell me everything I want to know”
“Fuck you”, Lucas hissed. It was a low insult, something he usually wouldn't do, but the increasing hopelessness of his situation started to affect him. Even more than the despair he felt over Lunett's death, even more than the worry he felt for Leonard, Lucas Flowers was afraid, deeply and utterly afraid in a way he never was in all his life.
The Sphynx narrowed his dark eyes slowly shifting his attention towards the knife. “That was a pathetic insult, Lucas. I'm sure you can do better”, he promised, before grabbing Lucas left hand. “We're going to start slow. Every time you don't answer me, I'm going to increase the pain. This knife has many functions, but I will also use pliers, a hammer, nails and of course, a hatchet, a bonesaw, my intelligence and raw force”, he explained. “All you have to tell me is where Maron's son currently hides and I will stop hurting you. I promise”
The tone of his voice made it impossible for Lucas to detect if he was lying or telling the truth. It did not matter. Lucas had no intention of revealing Dairon's location. He had seen what Mullendore did to Lunett and he... for a moment, Lucas had to close his eyes, so that he wouldn't show any weakness in front of the Sphynx. When he opened them again, he looked directly at the Sphynx and attempted to spit at the man. A few drops of saliva left his dry mouth, hitting the masked man's robe. The Sphynx narrowed his eyes and started to chuckle in a horrifyingly calm way. “We're going to play a little game, to break the ice. Why don't we sing a song together?”, he asked “I'm sure you know the text. It goes like this...”
With these words, he started to whistle a tune Lucas knew too well, while slightly cut into the flesh of his Lucas' thumb, causing the knight to suppress a pained groan, while Conor's smile widened, just as the Sphynx eyes got an almost amused look in them.
“This little piggy went to the market”, the masked man hissed and pulled the knife out of Lucas' finger.
The cut wasn't deep, but painful enough for Lucas to clench his teeth. Without giving him a moment to recover, the Sphynx moved on to Lucas' index finger, still whistling his tune.
“This little piggy stayed home”, he exclaimed with sadistic joy as he slightly cut into the top of the finger.
“This little piggy had roast beef”, he continued as he moved on to the middle finger in a single movement.
“This little piggy had none”, he snarled as he cut deeply into the flesh of Lucas' ringfinger.
The knight was breathing heavily, letting out groans of pain, which only seemed to cause the Sphynx to whistle even louder, a tune he knew just too well. Tears of agony were flowing down Lucas' face, even though he tried his best to stop it. He stayed silent. He couldn't do this to Dairon... But he knew all to well which finger would be the next.
The Sphynx took a quick look at Lucas' broken pinky finger and a vicious look appeared in his eyes. He stopped whistling and waited for a moment, as if he wanted Lucas to answer his earlier question. After a short moment, he let out an almost relieved sigh.
“This little piggy cried wee, wee, wee”, he growled with a deep voice, slightly touching the finger, which was already enough to force a pained wailing out of Lucas' throat. “All the way to the town”
The knife moved down, cutting into the flesh and Lucas started to shriek from the burning pain that flashed through his whole arm. “Make it stop!”, Lucas screamed. “MAKE IT STOP, PLEASE!”
With a triumphing look in his eyes, the Sphynx pulled the knife out of the finger, putting it in front of him onto the table. “Conor”, he said and the boy looked up, a truly sadistic grin on his face. “Yes, Sphynx?”, he asked in anticipation. The Sphynx slightly chuckled as he looked down on Lucas marred hand. “Give me the pliers, we have a victor”, he growled and the sound of his voice sent shivers down Lucas' spine.
“This little piggy ends up on the plate”
With a gleeful smirk, Conor reach into the depths of the bag he was carrying, after a while he moved his hand out of it, revealing rusty pliers. It had to be rust on them, right? Lucas started to breath faster as the thought of feeling this pain again nearly caused him to cry. The Sphynx and Conor exchanged a look as the masked man gave the boy a handwave, commanding him to walk closer.
“Conor, do you know why this particular little piggy caused so much pain to our valiant knight?”, the Sphynx asked and the boy took a long look at the finger. “It's broken”, he deduced and the Sphynx gave him an impressed nod. “Quite viciously on top”, Conor continued. “I guess Maron couldn't contain himself”
The Sphynx gave him another nod. “Very good, Conor. You truly deserve a reward”, he complimented him and to Lucas' horror, he handed him the pliers. The boy flashed the masked man a smile, before grabbing them, immediately moving them towards Lucas' wounded hand. “Stop!”, the Sphynx commanded sternly, just before the rusty metal touched the broken finger. “Do it as I have shown you”
Conor let out an annoyed sigh and rolled his eyes, but still complied, softly moving the pliers towards the fingernail of Lucas' broken pinky finger. The moment the cold metal touched his finger, Lucas moaned in pain, already expecting and fearing what would follow. The Sphynx put a hand on Conor's forearm, causing the boy to shoot him a nearly beast-like glare.
“One more moment, Conor. I want to talk to Lucas before you can continue”, the torturer explained, looking at Lucas and studying him for a moment. “You have a low pain treshold and that is a bad thing in your situation”, he stated. “The young Conor is unskilled when it comes to the removal of fingernails. His lack of skill, paired with his natural talent will cause the most exquisite pain you can imagine, I promise you that. But since I am your friend, I'd like to offer you a chance to avoid this pain. Just answer my question, Lucas. Where is Dairon?”
[Reveal Dairon's location] [Try to lie to him] [Stay Silent]
[Stay Silent]
[Stay Silent]
[Try to lie to him] Eh, we can try... I mean he could believe it... Maybe... Oh, Lucas is so fucked
[Stay Silent] and pray help will come from somewhere... :-o
[Stay Silent]
[Reveal Dairon's location] They'll probably still torture Lucas but worth a shot.
[Stay Silent]
Does Lucas even know where Dairon is?
Yes he does, or at least he thinks so. He ordered Dairon to return to the Citadel in case anything went wrong, so he has good reason to assume that Dairon went there. Archmaester Quent mentioned Wulvren, the Archmaester of Magic as the person Dairon should hide with. If Lucas reveals Dairon's location, he is going to tell the Sphynx exactly this.
Stay silent
[Stay Silent]
Samantha better haul ass over here and save Lucas.
[Reveal Dairon's location] I had such a hard time making this choice, I'd pick 'Try to lie to him' if I thought Lucas was a good liar.
POLL
http://strawpoll.me/5135819
[Stay Silent] Lying to him can easily backfire. So, like I said before, the next Lucas parts will be few, unless someone puts on a heroic act and saves him. Who will save him though? Liquid, you show that you're uncomfortable when writing these parts, but deep down, I know you're enjoying every moment of this you sick bastard xD
[Reveal Dairon's location] Lucas is going to lose some limbs coming soon. It seems Raylansfair has lost yet another one of their Knights.
I'm wondering... could Samantha have sucessfully saved Lucas? Would Leonard and Lucas trade roles?
Well Liquid, safe to say, my nightmare wasn't this, but "I am your father." that would have fucked more minds than conspiracy theories.
But yeah. Torture. I sort of get the impression if I lie this happens:
Ends at 2:12
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p0qLzsIhUMk
[Try to lie to him]
And Yoreen....forget about that bastard.
Why would you lie if you think something like that will happen as a consequense!?!?
Just cause.
Not really:
If we stay silent we get fucked.
If we tell the true we get fucked.
There's a middle ground.
Yes, it would have been possible, in which case Lucas and Leonard would have switched their roles. However, this would have potentially been an even worse choice, since Mullendore had thrice as many men accompanying him. I haven't fully planned this alternative path out, but there would have been another choice which could have resulted in the potential deaths of Samantha, Sasha, both or none. Lucas would have been freed regardless, but Leonard would have been tortured instead. His torture would have been offscreen and because of his wounds it would have been more on a psychological level, which would have been arguably even worse as it would have caused huge effects on Leonard's character. So, in terms of consequences, you actually picked the slightly better choice here.
[Stay Silent]
(Try to lie to him)
[Stay Silent]
Shit... there's no good ending out of this. But we just can't give away Dairon like that. Lucas is gonna go through lots of hell, unless someone can save him...
[Stay Silent]
So we could have a fucked up Lucas, cause dead girlfriend and all, or a fucked up Leonard, mental brain torture and stuff.
Aha! So Mullendore won't hear the whole specifics since we tied up the loose end. Now lets hope the bartender doesn't spill, or else Raenna may be in some trouble. I wonder if we'll see Karl again through another POV and maybe the chance to help him out (or screw him over even more).
[Try to lie to him]
[Stay Silent]
[Stay Silent] my brother.
3/4 of the characters on that are mine.
[Try to lie to him]
[Stay silent]
[Try to lie to him]
[Try to lie to him] Worth a Shot.
Great part!
Nice part, [Try to lie to him] and I could only hope that he would let him alive, if this is and will be true, but if they will find out that Lucas lie... would probably kill him later.
[Stay Silent]
[Stay Silent]