Marwin Hanne
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Post by Marwin Hanne on Jul 16, 2016 17:34:32 GMT -8
"You disappoint me Lord Hanne." he says shaking his head, "I've given you a chance to surrender and you spit in my face. Just know... you are fully responsible for what's coming." A few minutes later a frail old man comes in with a cleaver type blade and a tool to cauterize with. A guard comes in with a small table and sets it next to Marwin. Redfort smiles as they set the tools down on the table and begin heating up the tool. "Lord Hanne, I'm going to give you one more chance. Will you kneel?" "Under one condition."
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Post by DM on Jul 16, 2016 17:52:29 GMT -8
"You disappoint me Lord Hanne." he says shaking his head, "I've given you a chance to surrender and you spit in my face. Just know... you are fully responsible for what's coming." A few minutes later a frail old man comes in with a cleaver type blade and a tool to cauterize with. A guard comes in with a small table and sets it next to Marwin. Redfort smiles as they set the tools down on the table and begin heating up the tool. "Lord Hanne, I'm going to give you one more chance. Will you kneel?" "Under one condition." He smiles, "I don't think you understand the meaning of 'unconditional'.... but I'll humor you. What is you're condition, my lord."
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Post by Marwin Hanne on Jul 16, 2016 17:55:11 GMT -8
He smiles, "I don't think you understand the meaning of 'unconditional'.... but I'll humor you. What is you're condition, my lord." "You've got to tell me, how many of my men are dead, and were any sporting black armor?"
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Post by DM on Jul 16, 2016 18:18:33 GMT -8
He smiles, "I don't think you understand the meaning of 'unconditional'.... but I'll humor you. What is you're condition, my lord." "You've got to tell me, how many of my men are dead, and were any sporting black armor?" "Relax, we didn't kill them all, those who surrendered were captured, and a good bit of them surrendered." he nods, "But a lot of them didn't as well." he says with a slight smile, "I don't know anything about black armor." he says, he looks to the touturer and he nods, "Well Lord Hanne... are you officially surrendering?"
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Post by Marwin Hanne on Jul 16, 2016 18:24:22 GMT -8
"You've got to tell me, how many of my men are dead, and were any sporting black armor?" "Relax, we didn't kill them all, those who surrendered were captured, and a good bit of them surrendered." he nods, "But a lot of them didn't as well." he says with a slight smile, "I don't know anything about black armor." he says, he looks to the touturer and he nods, "Well Lord Hanne... are you officially surrendering?" "Indeed." he says "I'll rot in prison for awhile. Just one more thing, if you intend on keeping me alive, I humbly recommend removing or loosening these shackles. I can only lose so much blood, and last I remember I lost quite a bit in battle."
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Post by DM on Jul 17, 2016 19:51:08 GMT -8
"Relax, we didn't kill them all, those who surrendered were captured, and a good bit of them surrendered." he nods, "But a lot of them didn't as well." he says with a slight smile, "I don't know anything about black armor." he says, he looks to the touturer and he nods, "Well Lord Hanne... are you officially surrendering?" "Indeed." he says "I'll rot in prison for awhile. Just one more thing, if you intend on keeping me alive, I humbly recommend removing or loosening these shackles. I can only lose so much blood, and last I remember I lost quite a bit in battle." He grins, "Of course, my lord." he looks at Harlen, "Free his hand... please." The torture master grabs the cleaver and approaches Marwin. Two guards come in and grab Marwin, one frees his left hand from the shackle and holds it down on the table, the second grabs his head and points it towards his free hand. With one precise chop, he severs Marwin's hand from his wrist. Blood sprays from the place where his hand once was and the greatest pain he has ever felt shoots up his arm. His body jolts and the guards hold him steady. Harlen cauterizes the stump and the smell of burnt flesh fills his nostrils and the sound of Mathias Redfort laughing fills his ears. Merrick shouts, "MY LORD!"
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Post by Marwin Hanne on Jul 17, 2016 20:16:40 GMT -8
"Indeed." he says "I'll rot in prison for awhile. Just one more thing, if you intend on keeping me alive, I humbly recommend removing or loosening these shackles. I can only lose so much blood, and last I remember I lost quite a bit in battle." He grins, "Of course, my lord." he looks at Harlen, "Free his hand... please." The torture master grabs the cleaver and approaches Marwin. Two guards come in and grab Marwin, one frees his left hand from the shackle and holds it down on the table, the second grabs his head and points it towards his free hand. With one precise chop, he severs Marwin's hand from his wrist. Blood sprays from the place where his hand once was and the greatest pain he has ever felt shoots up his arm. His body jolts and the guards hold him steady. Harlen cauterizes the stump and the smell of burnt flesh fills his nostrils and the sound of Mathias Redfort laughing fills his ears. Merrick shouts, "MY LORD!" "What the FUCK?!"
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Post by DM on Jul 21, 2016 11:26:03 GMT -8
He grins, "Of course, my lord." he looks at Harlen, "Free his hand... please." The torture master grabs the cleaver and approaches Marwin. Two guards come in and grab Marwin, one frees his left hand from the shackle and holds it down on the table, the second grabs his head and points it towards his free hand. With one precise chop, he severs Marwin's hand from his wrist. Blood sprays from the place where his hand once was and the greatest pain he has ever felt shoots up his arm. His body jolts and the guards hold him steady. Harlen cauterizes the stump and the smell of burnt flesh fills his nostrils and the sound of Mathias Redfort laughing fills his ears. Merrick shouts, "MY LORD!" "What the FUCK?!" The torture master grabs him by the stump and a sharp pain fills his body, his eyes can only see red. As the hot iron presses against his stump and burns he screams out in pain. He hears Merrick yell again, "YOU SADISTIC BASTARD!" after what seems like an hour, Marwin composes himself, the best he can. Redfort looks at him with a toothy grin, "In case that isn't enough to remind you who your real king is.." he pulls a dagger from his back, "This should." he turns his grin to Merrick and starts walking towards him. His arms are still chained to the stone wall and he begins thrashing and screaming, "GET AWAY FROM ME!" Mathias grabs him by the shoulder and quickly stabs him three times in the chest. The squelching of flesh makes Marwin naseaus, or maybe it's the smell of his burnt stump. With a final hard thrust, he slams the dagger into Merrick's chest and his head drops. Mathias flicks the blood off of his dagger and sheathes it. "I hope this has been a learning experience for you Lord Hanne. You *never*, bite the hand that feeds." he chuckles to himself as he and his guards leave. The torture master follows behind with his tools and table.
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Post by Marwin Hanne on Jul 21, 2016 13:47:32 GMT -8
The torture master grabs him by the stump and a sharp pain fills his body, his eyes can only see red. As the hot iron presses against his stump and burns he screams out in pain. He hears Merrick yell again, "YOU SADISTIC BASTARD!" after what seems like an hour, Marwin composes himself, the best he can. Redfort looks at him with a toothy grin, "In case that isn't enough to remind you who your real king is.." he pulls a dagger from his back, "This should." he turns his grin to Merrick and starts walking towards him. His arms are still chained to the stone wall and he begins thrashing and screaming, "GET AWAY FROM ME!" Mathias grabs him by the shoulder and quickly stabs him three times in the chest. The squelching of flesh makes Marwin naseaus, or maybe it's the smell of his burnt stump. With a final hard thrust, he slams the dagger into Merrick's chest and his head drops. Mathias flicks the blood off of his dagger and sheathes it. "I hope this has been a learning experience for you Lord Hanne. You *never*, bite the hand that feeds." he chuckles to himself as he and his guards leave. The torture master follows behind with his tools and table. Marwin waits for them to leave and mumbles creative insults to himself to pass time.
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Post by DM on Jul 21, 2016 20:07:14 GMT -8
The torture master grabs him by the stump and a sharp pain fills his body, his eyes can only see red. As the hot iron presses against his stump and burns he screams out in pain. He hears Merrick yell again, "YOU SADISTIC BASTARD!" after what seems like an hour, Marwin composes himself, the best he can. Redfort looks at him with a toothy grin, "In case that isn't enough to remind you who your real king is.." he pulls a dagger from his back, "This should." he turns his grin to Merrick and starts walking towards him. His arms are still chained to the stone wall and he begins thrashing and screaming, "GET AWAY FROM ME!" Mathias grabs him by the shoulder and quickly stabs him three times in the chest. The squelching of flesh makes Marwin naseaus, or maybe it's the smell of his burnt stump. With a final hard thrust, he slams the dagger into Merrick's chest and his head drops. Mathias flicks the blood off of his dagger and sheathes it. "I hope this has been a learning experience for you Lord Hanne. You *never*, bite the hand that feeds." he chuckles to himself as he and his guards leave. The torture master follows behind with his tools and table. Marwin waits for them to leave and mumbles creative insults to himself to pass time. Marwin eventually falls asleep, he awakens in the dark cell and looks over at Merrick. A large puddle of blood has pooled under him, and his limp corpse hangs from the wall by his arms. After a few days of not eating or drinking, Marwin's cell door opens, and a guard wearing a full faced helmet enters with a plate of food. Beans and potatoes. He sets it down in front of Marwin gently.
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Post by Marwin Hanne on Jul 21, 2016 20:18:53 GMT -8
Marwin waits for them to leave and mumbles creative insults to himself to pass time. Marwin eventually falls asleep, he awakens in the dark cell and looks over at Merrick. A large puddle of blood has pooled under him, and his limp corpse hangs from the wall by his arms. After a few days of not eating or drinking, Marwin's cell door opens, and a guard wearing a full faced helmet enters with a plate of food. Beans and potatoes. He sets it down in front of Marwin gently. Marwin scarfs down the food with his one hand and then sits back down in his cell.
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Post by DM on Jul 21, 2016 20:22:25 GMT -8
Marwin eventually falls asleep, he awakens in the dark cell and looks over at Merrick. A large puddle of blood has pooled under him, and his limp corpse hangs from the wall by his arms. After a few days of not eating or drinking, Marwin's cell door opens, and a guard wearing a full faced helmet enters with a plate of food. Beans and potatoes. He sets it down in front of Marwin gently. Marwin scarfs down the food with his one hand and then sits back down in his cell. The guard deftly picks up the plate and stares at Marwin for a moment. He can't see his eyes, but he can feel them scanning his arm. A few seconds later the guard reaches into a pack, he pulls a small vial of dark green liquid, with a piece of paper wrapped around it. He places them at Marwin's feet and leaves the cell.
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Post by Marwin Hanne on Jul 21, 2016 22:55:40 GMT -8
Marwin scarfs down the food with his one hand and then sits back down in his cell. The guard deftly picks up the plate and stares at Marwin for a moment. He can't see his eyes, but he can feel them scanning his arm. A few seconds later the guard reaches into a pack, he pulls a small vial of dark green liquid, with a piece of paper wrapped around it. He places them at Marwin's feet and leaves the cell. Marwin reads the paper.
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Post by DM on Jul 22, 2016 15:39:24 GMT -8
The guard deftly picks up the plate and stares at Marwin for a moment. He can't see his eyes, but he can feel them scanning his arm. A few seconds later the guard reaches into a pack, he pulls a small vial of dark green liquid, with a piece of paper wrapped around it. He places them at Marwin's feet and leaves the cell. Marwin reads the paper. He unrolls the paper and looks at it. A painted black hand print is the only writing on the paper. He looks at the vial, and recognizes it as one of Francis Tracu's famed healing tonics, a very rare painkiller that helps the body recover from injuries faster.
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Post by Marwin Hanne on Jul 22, 2016 15:42:16 GMT -8
He unrolls the paper and looks at it. A painted black hand print is the only writing on the paper. He looks at the vial, and recognizes it as one of Francis Tracu's famed healing tonics, a very rare painkiller that helps the body recover from injuries faster. Marwin eats the paper to destroy the evidence, and drinks the tonic, hiding the vial in his clothes.
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