Hypnos
L'Empereur
Voggoro Moatte
Black Priest of Qohor
Are these people fucking dull in the head, was the thought that went through Voggoro's mind as he was unceremoniously lifted from his feet by the big man whom he had spit on earlier, the man's arms wrapping themselves around his wrinkled neck like the large snakes that roamed the river Qhyne back in his home, though this man was much less graceful in movement. In moving him to this position, the man had unwittingly saved Voggo from the effects of his comrades knife, and the priest was already breathing much easier. Despite his conditions a smile remained persistent upon his lips. "Exuthe me thir, but your wethteroshi cothtomth are unknown to me. Back home in the illuthtriouth city of Qohor hello is an atheptable greeting, or even a mere thake of the hand, I am unthure whether a headlock quite thendth the methage of friendthip that I am thure that you intended it to"
He remained silent as Dallen spoke, listening with much interest to what he had to say, his smile widening as the large man, Dominic, judging from the conversation allowed him to stand once more, the priest gasping for air "Greed, envy, bribery, torture, threat of mutilation, blackmail, the murder of family or friendth, general loathing, ambition: there are many reathonth why thomeone would with to divulge the information that I am about to give you, and honethtly I don not think that my thuperiorth would be particularly happy if thith information wath thpread any further than the Princeth herthelf. I am afraid that I am uncomfortable, nay unwilling to thare thith thecret with anyone, but young Daenna here" he made a move to point her out, though stopped himself as he saw the weapons once again moving to his throat.
"If thith meanth however that you will be unwilling to speak to me, then I am afraid that ith unavoidable, meaning that we thall both leave thith boat none the wither than we arrived" he paused for a second "Thath not particularly true though ith it? I now know that you thail for the ithle of Ibben ath the crew here happily divulged, I know that you are protected primarily by the thellthword company the Red Thpearth whoth numberth I already know and whoth thkill, or rather lack thereof I have then dithplayed thith evening, I altho know who leadth them, a Melcolm of Lyth and the Prince of Dorne himthelf, Cayden Martell, meaning that you currently have Dornith thupport. I know a great deal more now than I did before I arrived on thith thip, and prehapth if we do not talk alone the I thall be tho devethtated, that I find mythelf in the company of thome people who will pay a great deal for thuch information" he made a look of mock sadness, to emphasise his words.
"You could alwayth kill me of courthe, but then you do not know who it ith that I work for and that would put you at rithk of angering thomeone of great power, thomething I am thure you do not want to do. Oh and you would mith out on the propothal that I was thent to deliver which could aid greatly in your future. I am completely at your mercy, my Princeth so what shall it be? Will you meet with me alone for but a moment, unarmed and unarmoured, or will you perthitht in thith foolithneth and let one of the motht valuble allieth in the known world thlip through your fingerth?"
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