Hagar watched as Silvertail pushed her blade slightly harder into the captain's throat for speaking out against her. She had said that she could use the help of someone who wasn't known in this area, and Hagar was eager to assist in any way. A devious smile spread across the shaman's face when she said that he could have his fun with the men. They had done nothing to Hagar which meant that typically he would leave them alone, especially since he wasn't a definite criminal by any means, but they had wronged the woman he intended to help, which made them his enemies.

The shaman quickly drew his axes. He used the wooden handle of one to knock the man on his left unconscious before turning to the man on his right. Hagar chucked one of his axes at the man, which embedded itself in the skin of his forehead, dropping him to the ground immediately. This left only two conscious men, and one was under the blade of Silvertail. Hagar summoned a small clump of earth from the ground, compacting it into a solid ball of rock hard dirt before chucking it at the one man who was still upright. The clump connected with the man's stomach, causing him to kneel to one knee as he tried to regain his breath. As the man attempted to stand back up Hagar was willing the ball of earth to continue moving, directing it into the back of the man's head. The impact caused the man to lose consciousness, making him fall silently to the ground.

When Hagar finished with the lesser men he turned to where Silvertail was with the Captain. He saw a quick flash of metal before Silvertail stepped away from the captain, revealing gashes in his throat and arms. The man would bleed out, suffering until the end of his now shortened life. Silvertail was a woman who was not to be messed with, and she just made the fact very clear.  Hagar cleared his throat before speaking to the woman. "So now that that issue is dealt with, let's go find your spy."

She looked around with out expression as she seen the death toll and returned her eyes to the captain than bent over and took his coins and anything worth a coin before she held her hand up and fire like electricity formed in a line. She than turned her hand and placed it a few inches to the right of his heart. He twitched but she only removed her hand when the mark was well burnt in him than webt to the other two she atacked and repeated the process. Just placeing her mark on there left hands. She only did that to the ones she over powdered and not the ones he killed or atacked.

She than walked to the man she instruted to live and stood him up than placed him over hrt back like one may carry a dead deer. "You make it sound simple." She said as she started walking. She knew two places to get answers: the first is a bar, the second the only place your screams couldnot be tracked. She knew the pipe maze under the city better than most and desided to go there.

At the cover to a man hole she stopped. "Think you could oppen it?" She asked hopeing he would do just that. She was strong and had no trouble holding the man as they continued. Actually one may think the guy was not there or that he had no waite if they were not looking at him. 

Silvertail walked over to the Captain and took his coins and valuables before she began to burn a brand of sorts into his chest. This intrigued Hagar. Silvertail hadn't demonstrated any elemental abilities during the combat, yet here she was controlling fire without so much as a blink. The woman was a mystery, and Hagar was determined to figure her out. There was something off about her, maybe it was her aura, but Hagar didn't know for sure. When the woman finished burning her brands into the men she had killed she instructed the one man left alive, who was now conscious again, to stand up. The man did as he was instructed to do and got to his feet. Without hesitation or even a little bit of struggle, Silvertail grabbed the man and draped him over her shoulder. This act of strength made Hagar even more curious about the woman he was currently with. Even for someone as muscular as she was, lifting a man of his side should have taken some effort,  but she acted as if he was as light as a feather. Before Hagar could examine Silvertail further, she strode off out of the alley, with Hagar following quickly in her footsteps.

As the two made their way through the town no one even gave them a second look. Typically a person packing someone over their shoulder in the way that Silvertail was would have been reason for great excitement and intrigue; yet, everyone in this town acted as if it was totally normal. Hagar thought about it and realized that in this place it may very well be a normal occurrence. The odd couple continued walking until they came to a manhole covering a sewer entrance. The shaman realized right away what Silvertail's plan was and, after being asked to, removed the lid from the manhole. "Allow me to go first." Hagar said as he lowered himself down onto the sewer ladder "When I reach the bottom you can toss the man down to me so that you can climb down." 

Hagar began making his way down the ladder. The scent of the sewers, which was worse than any number of rotten eggs, assaulted his nose as he lowered himself down the ladder. He could hear the steady trickle of the sewer water below and could make out the sounds of rats scurrying about as well. The presence of rats was a good thing. It meant that he could call on the small hordes of the furry little critters if the need should arise. Hagar stepped down onto a concrete path that rose just slightly above the excruciatingly vile water that streamed through the sewers. He looked up above and called out to Silvertail, "I'm at the bottom! Go ahead and drop the man down in here, I will catch him!" He continued staring up at the light coming through the manhole above, patiently waiting for Silvertail to drop the man down into the depths where the shaman was waiting.

Silvertail was one of the few people that did not have a questioning room but she knew were plenty were including the captain's she just killed. Perhaps that she was not known to be very violent is why the guy was flightless. But as the reached smell of the tunnels filled the air he seemed to panic., trying to get lose and away from Vinsue's grasp. Wich resulted in anoying her into shocking him untell he stopped. By then Hagar had reached the bottom. 

She put the guy down and looked at him half willling him to atempt to run but he did not. She than pushed him back into the hole. "Pirate in the hole" she shouted as she let go. And the guy screamed like he was going to die. She than rapped her face in a bandana to block out some of the smell befor climbing down a few steps and covering up the hole. She than climed down the rest of the way and at the bottom she held out her hand where a small fire formed. 

Seeing her new helper had the guy she turned and started walking to where she wanted to be. A few side tunnels later she stepped at a door made to both keep things in and out. The flag of one of the lords were painted on it and she smiled. The momeries of this place should have been horrible as of what it was but she remembered giving the men a run for there coin. She let the flame out as she turned the ship lock like handle than pulled. Than walked inside after the others were in than closed the door and relit her hand fire before going around the room lighting the few torches in the room. Wich reviled some rather bone chilling questioning instruments. "Chain him up to the back wall. And see if you can get him to talk." She was testing him. 

She wanted to know what he was capable of and if he really was on her side. Mainly because she knew all to well the filling of a knife to the back because she trusted the wrong person. She than walked to the door and outside before taking out a metal ring and tapped tge wall a few times and listened for a reply.

When Silvertail reached the bottom of the ladder, joining Hagar on the walkway, she emitted a small fire from her hand. The flame created plenty of light by which the two could see the tunnels with.  The pirate slung over Drayvnn's shoulder didn't make a noise as the shaman followed Silvertail through the tunnels of the sewer. The man did struggle a little, however, when they stopped at a door with a flag painted on it. Silvertail walked into the dark room and lit a few torches hanging on the walls. When Hagar saw what was in the room he immediately understood why the man had begun to struggle outside the door.

Scattered around the room were tables and racks filled with a large variety of pain inducing instruments. Scalpels and forceps lay on one table, while a number of hammers occupied another. Whips and flails hung from racks on the wall alongside swords and other instruments of torture. A barrel full of what Hagar assumed was some sort of caustic material sat in a corner of the room and an empty wooden table sat in another. Along the rear wall was a row of chains and shackles. Upon Silvertail's command the shaman took the pirate to the back and secured him with one set of the chains and shackles. Hagar knew this was a test. Silvertail wanted to test his willingness to cause harm to another person, as well as testing to see if he could be trusted.

As Silvertail exited the room Hagar looked around, thinking of what means he would use to extract the information that Silvertail was seeking. As he was analyzing a blade he heard a familiar squeak coming from inside the room with him. He looked over to where he had heard the noise and discovered precisely what he thought he would. A large black rat was in the corner, gnawing on some food that it had most likely plucked out of the sewer waters. Hagar used his ability to commune with beasts to summon the creature over to him. As the rat walked slowly over in his direction Hagar unchained the man from the wall and used some spare rope to secure him to the empty wooden table instead. He walked over to where an open container sat, full of nails. The shaman dumped the nails out and brought the metal container back over to where the man was tied up. He then knelt down and picked up the rat, placing it on the man's stomach, before flipping the container upside down and covering the rat with it. He was going to teach this man a new kind of torture that he had never witnessed before.

"Have you ever heard of rat torture?" Hagar asked the man. He could tell by the look of confusion in the man's eyes that the pirate had never heard of it. Hagar walked over and picked up a torch before continuing his speech to the man. "Well you see, rats are creatures of survival. Their bodies become immune to diseases, they learn to eat foods that would bring other animals to Dalanesca's doors, and most important of all survival aspects, they learn to escape danger such as fire." The man's eyes began to express fear, proving to Hagar that he was beginning to understand. "So, when placed in a heated container, the rat will do anything in it's power to escape. In this case that means burrowing through to the other side of your body, tearing through your intestines as it goes." Hagar lowered the lit torch down close to the container, and smiled a wicked smile as he heard the rat start to scamper around. "This will of course kill you, my friend. Now I can make this rat stop before all that nastiness happens but I'm going to need you to tell me where Silvertail's spy is." The man began to thrash around as the rat began to dig into his skin. It wasn't very long before the man's will gave out. "Alright I'll tell you where the spy is!"

Hagar lifted the container off the man, using his wolf pelt to protect his hand from burning on the hot metal. He then spoke to the rat. "Sorry for causing you fear my little friend. Your work is done here." The furry little critter hopped down off the man's stomach, scurrying away once it's feet touched the ground. Hagar shouted outside to Silvertail. "He's ready to talk!"

By time she was called back into the room, she had learned a few interesting things as the code tapped was responded to. She had 13 men in her underground and all were safe. Which confused her but she did not let it show. But she was curious as to what the person was going to say. It was also kind of interesting as to how fast the guy was going to talk. 

Walking back into the room she closed and locked the door. "He is ready to talk already? What did ya do to him?" She said as she walked over to where they were. She was quick to notice the womb and its verry interesting shape. She has no clue at first what he did untell she looked around at the tools he used. Than looked at the mans face all thoughts hidden behind her poker face. "Well spill the beans. Who you all got and where are they being kept?" She said her voice flat.

He started talking with the pain in his voice. "We… we got Turas… Up in… in the… the arena." Some of his words slurred with his breathing but still was understandable. She tilted her head in question. "Your lieing. The pirate girl has no connection to me and only an idiot like you would get ran off by me and return. Perhaps he needs a bit mor convincing" She stated now understanding why her men were still safe it was ger kid that ran away that they claimed to have. 

The mans face went ghost as he started swearing and talking more. "I swere man… that is who they got… Said she was one of your men… Said she wanted to know were you were… ask for forgiveness… She is in the arena… going out to fight… death tonight…" He was sweating and shaking from the fear of more. "Well this was a waist of time." She said a bit of disappointment in her voice. "Lets go see whats up." She said as she turned than looked back at him. "Just leave him to the wererats." She than placed a knife within his hands reach, turned and walked to the door. She oppened it and wold leave it that way as she left.