[pnpgm] Game Update #108 - File #419 - Kiet's fun starts
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HT Aliaver/Player DS Character Name Type Status/Notes Sex
R1.John Haight.......HY..Arawn.............Druid .Normal/Alfar .. Ma
--.Tobie Bonahoom....YY..Fremea............Sidh....Normal/Faerry.. Fe
R1.David Sanders.....HN..Kiet.Sunan........Acrobat Normal/Human ..Ma
R4.J H Hooten........YN..Raban.Usherwood...Bard....Normal/Human....Ma
W4.Wout Broere.......YY..Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human ..Fe
R4.Alex Koponen......YY..Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human ..Fe
Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra, Squirt (Ferret) Kell, Wolf - Will
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Game Update #108 in sequence (file #419)
Admin Notes: I would classify this as a PG-14 update at least.
I know in the past I've had some kids read these things. I've
done updates and pbems for over 20 years since 1983. Aside form
sex stuff this is a bit more borderline in a general audience.
it is not my cup of tea to do such things. So I hope is good
enough for you guys. More comments later.
From Kiet: [Re: Torture]
Mavac first. It will make Grosis more...um...pliable and
loosen his tongue.
From Kiet: [Re: Help]
Out of the hearing range of our two guests, Kiet says "I will...
From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]
Z'lyera says to Kiet "I prefer healing to harming. But I...
[Sepes 29th, 1634TH]
[Location: City of Samma, Donara]
[Time: 11:48:00 am - Samma city, Donara]
Out of the hearing range of our two guests, Kiet says "I will
need the help of at least one of you with these two...and two
would be better. I can't manhandle them by myself AND keep the
pace of the torture as required to make them talk. If you give
them too much time in between treatments, they recover too much
of their courage. Also, if one gets lose, I would be forced to
Fremea nods in agreement. She lets the man who seems skilled
at things lead the direction of this. She would like to have
fun herself but with her immediate association with both men
it would get her too involed from her emotions. One may need
to be unbiased in this regard.
Z'leyra shivers at the word treatment. If that is what they
call it then what is healing?
Z'leyra says to Kiet, "I prefer healing to harming. But I know
that surgery must cut out some good flesh to get rid of all the
bad infected flesh. If you don't get answers and don't want to
rely upon my magics to get truthful answers I will assist you,
but I take no pleasure in it."
Kiet turns around and claps lightly with a broad smile on
his face. He had hoped Unali would be here to help but seems
he and the trader don't have the stomach for it.
Kiet looks around and spots a table that must be used for
the animals or some work. He removes the odd and ends of
materials like whips, nails, candles and more off the table.
He gets Z'leyra to help move the table to the center of the
room where it brightest. He then gathers the ropes and ties
ends of sections to posts. He is unhappy that the table is
a bit rickety and can move, but he tries to pile hay and
some barrels to prevent it moving. It won't stop it but it
might at least slow it from moving. He then with help of
the other two moves Mavac to the table, still naked and
places him on his back. He then ties his hands above his
heads using ropes to the posts. He dangles his feet over
the edge and ties his ankles. Mavac just grunts and glares.
Outside Raban gets directions on where to place the pile
of wood for the workshop and his home out back. The
blacksmith says, "could use the wheel barrel and most guys
can haul 10-15 pieces. Just place them equally in both
areas." He looks to barn and lowers his voice. "So those
guys you ....invited to your party. Who are they? I don't
want trouble from the city or thugs. I owe Etain a bit but
it isn't worth some gang or the city on my back."
Raban looks at the small blacksmith and considers his
words. Should he tell him that Mavac is a city guard. He
places a hand on the man's shoulder and smiles faintly. "To
be honest. They are slavers. One is a old slaver who even
had captured one of our friends. The other one is a current
one. Including children and girls. Look we will leave
here soon but I don't think you'll have any trouble. The
current slaver....is working for the city. But he clearly
does not have the interests of the people he serves at heart.
Listen it is your choice. We can learn what we need...info
on more slavers and captured slaves...or we can leave now."
The blacksmith looks around and considers. "I had a uncle
who went west and was enslaved by some barbarians. I do
not condone the practice. Neither does the nation by a whole.
But there are always those who exploit people. Do what
you need done. Just clean up when done if you don't mind."
He then moves to his shop while Raban gets to work clearing
the wood pile.
Inside Kiet has gathered up his materials and placed them
on the table. Especially in view of both men. He tests
some by making sure they are shape and flexible. Mavac
just glares and turn his head staring upwards.
Kiet especially fiddles with some pincers that the
blacksmith must use for some horses or another. He
ensures they are sturdy enough to remove toe nails.
Kiet had hoped for fire but in a barn it would be
a bit dangerous. But the blacksmith does have a forge.
He exits the barn and walks to the shop. He studies the
pit of fire and forge. It is roaring but seems to be
a open flame with little coals. The blacksmith watches
as Kiet looks around. Kiet asks if he could borrow one
of the fire buckets and a water bucket. The blacksmith
nods grimly and ignores Kiet as the acrobat gathers the
buckets. He places a few hot coals into the bucket and
using a tool at the forge gathers a hot plank. There is
no good screen to use at this place without ruining the
actual forge and upsetting the blacksmith.
Entering the barn Kiet quickly places the hot bucket down
as is hot to be near. He moves it onto a small stool to
make it higher to reach the table. He sets the bucket of
fire hot coals aside for now. Just needed to test the height.
Kiet glances at the pail of water. He wanted to get a tube
but could not find any in the area. But there was a clay
half funnel of some purpose he doesn't know what. Maybe
it is to scoop up something disgusting or hot. It is almost
like a very tiny shovel with no handle but its the best he
can do. He glances to the ground and notices some very dry
dung left over form the animals.
On a shelf in the barn Kiet grabs a very long piece of
wood that looks to be from a broken axe or hammer. The
top is missing and just the rod of thick wood. He places it
on the table as needed.
Kiet asks to get some wood from the wood pile for at
least 12-16 pieces of wood that can be sharpened to
wedges. He had hoped to use bamboo but it is not around
these places at all. Fremea finds the pieces in short
order and begins to shave and carve the wood with her
own dagger and flint.
Finally Kiet places the very small two chicken feathers
on the table. He then goes to help Fremea sharpen the wood
as he stares and smiles at Mavac.
"This is a nice show. But it doesn't scare me. I've
seen a insane pirate on some odd drugs cut off a girl's
head then douse himself with the blood all laughing." Mavac
tells Kiet with a stone face.
[Time: 12:02:10 am - Samma city, Donara]
The blacksmith heads into his home for lunch as Raban
works hard moving the wood. He surpises the blacksmith
by hauling 30-40 pieces of wood with ease in the wheel
barrel. In no time he should be done.
Inside the barn the wood pieces are finally sharpened.
Kiet stands and walks to the table.
Kiet picks up the feather and begins to tickle Mavac's
nose, under his arms, sides and moving down. Mavac begins
to laugh but not by the action but by the stupid so called
torture. "My mom tickled me like this it was no fun. It
was fun when I had a girl did it but I was just doing it
to bed her. You can't be serious!" He emphasizes the word
can't in sarcasm.
To this end Kiet uses his other hand to whip Mavac in
his upper thighs with a leather horse riding strap. For
ever other word Mavac speaks he tickles and whips. He
whips him in the thighs, stomach and upper arms. The
feather moves down as the whip moves upwards. The feather
ends at his feet. Kiet avoids hitting the guard in his
face but then drops the whip. He grabs one of his own
rope segments and ties a knot in it. He dips it in water
and hits the man in his stomach. All the while being
whipped or hit by rope the man grunts. But it is a level
of torture the man seems to take with no issue. "I've
been hit by drunk beggars harder than you!"
Kiet then drops the items and glances at the bucket of
hot coals. H` can't just place a bonfire on the floor
or the blacksmith would throw them out losing a barn. But
if he could create small fires in the bucket it might help.
But then a small fire would just burn out. But if he can
tilt the bucket on its side and the coals on the side of
the pail. He considers for a minute or two. Yes. The
bucket can take the heat but not radiate much to the skin.
It is made for blacksmiths. It is big enough for both feet
of the man. He goes to work devising a plan. He drags
a large wooden barrel to the table and its just the right
height. He then tilts the bucket of coals on its side. He
quickly ties several ropes around so the man can't kick it
away. Using the wooden rod he shifts the coals evenly in
the back of the bucket. He then positions the bucket and
slides it into place moving the feet inside the pail.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Mavac asks as he looks down
at his feet as best he can.
Kiet ignores him then stuffs the bucket with straw and
hay from the barn. This quickly ignites and causes a
mini fire in the bucket.
Kiet then lets the feet roast as he uses the feather
on the upper body and the knotted rope on his lower
body hitting and tickling.
Fremea stands fascinated by the action. Such a weird
treatment. Such novel things as a feather to burning
Z'leyra eyes the action and realizes there are limits
to a body. A person's senses and body can't react to
more than 2-3 such major stimulus. This is why most
may cower at a large blaze, smoke and noise. But
just smoke can handle it in most cases. To use all
these things it may just overwhelm him
In the first 30 seconds Mavac grits his teeth and
clenches his jaw as his feet begin to burn and blister.
Kiet is actually slightly impressed at his pain threshold.
But even a brave man has his breaking point.
"You...will....die..." Mavac gasps as the others begin
to smell burn flesh flow from the bucket of fire.
Mavac licks his lips and then Kiet hits him in the stomach
with the knotted rope. Mavac yelps as some connection from
his feet and stomach collide. Kiet can see sweat begin to
trickles off his face. The man is clearly in need of some
relief or water. But he does not ask for it.
[Time: 12:09:03 am - Samma city, Donara]
[Kell/Unali's Group - En route to Tavern]
[Time: 12:07:10 pm - Samma city, Donara]
It has been around ten minutes since Kell and Unali left
the barn. Heading back toward the tavern they try to use
the direction Raban took the wagon. Both did not get direct
directions but Unali at least can recall the general way back
to the main part of town. Here this far north of the city
the nearest neighbor is maybe a half mile between each other.
It is a thin section of city margins that does not see much
normal traffic as evidence of the dirt path shows mostly
overgrown with grass instead of sand beaten down by horse or
By wagon its a good 8-10 minute ride from the tavern to the
city streets and regular neighborhoods. But by foot its
probably 3 times longer. In this section of the city outskirts
the area is light woods. The dirt path goes winding from the
north west to south east. On each side is light woods that
could not be terms a forest. But enough trees and bushes to
hide animals every few feet if a animal needs to hide. Here
the trees are mostly skinny but can be as big as Raban twice
over. They can be as tall as 50-70 feet tall.
Unali listens to Kell droning on how Ba'ru has great weapon
smiths who take huge pride in their self artistry of their
items. How each decorates and honors their host's wishes.
Unali is half listening as she has other thoughts going
through her head like the torture and direction of how
this party has gone toward.
Suddenly Kell slows down a bit in his stride. He starts
to stammer just a bit as if lost his concentration. Then
he just twirls around in front of Unali. He grabs her by
the shoulders and plants a kiss on her lips. He lingers
on the kiss and uses one hand toward her hair to caress it.
Unali wide eyes blaze with confusion and anger. Last
time she was kissed like this was Ben'dar in the flying
castle and Trembyl in the cloud base caves before he died.
What is it with these people who suddenly just kiss her?
She considers pulling a dagger and introducing it to the
man's gut but a feeling over comes her and she sees his
eyes dart back and forth. Sensing something amiss she
raises her arm as if to embrace him.
Kell finally releases her lips and pulls back and then
whispers, "we are being followed. At least two in the
woods behind us. They aren't too skilled at hiding but
they are hiding. I don't see them now."
Then Kell does that evil lopsided grin as if he enjoyed
that and then steps back. He motions down the path
as if they might want to move on or if she has another idea.
[Time: 12:09:20 pm - Samma city, Donara]
[Time: 12:22:07 pm - Samma city, Donara]
Jordi stands up, "so let's say 15-20 min break? Stretch legs
visit the bar or do needed freshing up? Then we'll order lunch
and get back to work."
The humans stand and move out quickly toward the tavern proper
and some head out back toward the outhouse. The Elves get up
slowly and linger a bit. Two of the elves start chatting a bit
quietly in one corner. One from the west district shifts his
hair to cover his ears and heads to the tavern to stretch his
legs. This leaves Jordi, Arawn, the General and 2 other Elves
in the room after the quiet chatters leave the room.
The general stares at Arawn. "Are you what I think you are?"
The Elf from the North and South districts look on waiting to
hear Arawn's reply.
[Time: 12:25:00 pm - Samma city, Donara]
[Current time for each group]
[Time: 12:09:03 am - Samma city, Donara] - Fremea/Raban/Z'leyra/Kiet
[Time: 12:09:20 am - Samma city, Donara] - Kell/Unali
[Time: 12:25:00 pm - Samma city, Donara] - Arawn
GM: Torture was seen as a scary movie tactic usually when it
fades out when it starts. Since the 70s we have gotten
more ingrained in the act. TV shows or movies like Hostel
now treat it as nothing but being common. As gamers we
always joke that we'll beat the guy to get info. But
we never really get too serious hoping to just use dice to
the dirty work. Well this is the first time I've had
to deal with it directly. It makes you a bit dirty as if
needing a shower after doing it mentally. The days of
all Law characters using rules and manners are over. We
grow up. I can recall bad guys in the 50s movies would use
manners before beating a guy. Things have changed. I am
not saying bad things about what Kiet is doing. Just I'm not
used to it. So I tried. I used his big email on what he
wanted done. Believe it or not I'm only about 2 paragraphs in.
The next part water torture not even gotten to. :) I wanted
to do this in a bit more pieces. PLUS I need to know when
the questions come in. David you never did place the questions
in the email. So I assume on the fire torture you start to
ask. But not sure if this is a Silent interrogation thing or
not. So David post the questions you mainly want to now.
Fremea and Z'leyra are around so they can as well. I could
just cheat and insert old questions but this type of procedure
requires role playing and not just dice rolls. Where you insert
the questions also will be a big different. You can see that
big email (David) you sent and add in section X or Y. IF not
I'll just repeat the same questions for each "section" of the
I need to do a few projects very soon. One is ordering my
next batch of books from Amazon (I read at work on breaks).
I have a list but would need to cross index and double check
and all this taking time. I may do this week or next. IF so
I may delay a update or two. First time in years so close
to holidays. Usually its mid summer or way after holidays.
So I will also use the time for holiday shopping. BTW I
still accept bribes, gifts, virgins, gold ingots and such
for gifts. :) j/k So stay tuned for the next update. If I
get tons of posts this week will work on it if not don't
panic if no update Friday.
GM: David - Hope your back in USA safe and relaxed. I had to
modify the fire stuff based on the scene I had. Could not
do a "fire" itself. So used a fire bucket. It might be
more effective. Hope this is acceptable. Let me know what
you want to ask. See Below for suggestions questions. If
you want to add or modify you can. I am doing the torture
listed in order of the email. So if I didn't cover it
right then this is why. So next would be the water torture
Unali - Some fun time. :) Wonder if you can recall the time
kissed in the flying castle and cloud bases. So its a
fun running gag. :)
GM: Tasks to do -
* Find mysterious Mage - Upcoming updates
* Sell loot if possible Upcoming Updates
GM: Teams -
Jordi's Inn - Arawn
Barn - Fremea, Raban, Kell, Kiet, Z'leyra
Inn - Etain, Will
GM: Loot -
2766 BB From Grosis's place divided up.
That is 307 BB or basically 3 Silver per person.
Remainder of 3 BB will say given to the beggar
Raban told to go raid his home.
GM: I seem to have skimmed Unali's post. I gathered the
following questions. I will add them here for my
own record keeping (so can answer later) and for Kiet
to ask if need be. Kiet you can add to it.
"Who are you. Where do you live. Who do you report to.
Who are your man. How did you get into the slave trade.
Where do you keep your slaves. When and how do they get
slaves. Who did you sell to. Where do you keep your records.
Where is your profits stashed."
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