Role Play- A Plague in Psaral.

[Jack Teach]

The ship sails through, unnoticed. It docks, some of the men stay on board, whilst others guard the 112 gun ship. A man steps through the tavern door, he wears fine, but old sea worn clothes. He removes his cocked hat, and steps inside.

[Meliva]

Oggie sees' the man and waves at him.

What can I do you for mate. We got plenty of rum.

[Jack Teach]

Jack nods

I could use some rum. I heard about the cult problem.

[Meliva]

Oggie hands him a mug of rum and nods.

Aye, its a real issue, and we could use more help dealing with it. Got a few of the loons in the cellar I caught from an ambush. Plan to get some info outta them and to try to find where their bases are.

[Jack Teach]

Jack takes a drink

How do you plan on getting it out of them?

[D00T]

Torture, most likely.

[Jack Teach]

Flogging?

[DezNutz]

No. I plan to pull their finger nails and toenails out.

[Jack Teach]

A bit excessive perhaps?

[DezNutz]

Nope. Usually never get around to doing it. They usually squeal before I pull the first nail.