[masterofweirdness]

OOC:Cool idea infiniti.

Cyin walked into the cell of the prisioner, the man was short, ugly and had a large mop of hair on his head.

"I don't believe I got your name," Cyin said.

The man did not reply.

Cyin hit the man between his legs, at which the man cursed loudly, "your name please, otherwise this will get most painful."

"Jek. Jek Stringer, I work as a point man for the Vikx, its a gang in this town."

"So then, why did you attack my man?"

"You arbitites, your all the same, arrogant b****ds, why should I tell you anything."

Again, Cyin hit Jek between his legs, then said, "I'm afraid that I'm not an arbities," Cyin pulled up his sleeve revealing a tatoo of the inquistor seal on his arm, "I'm Inquistor Lord Cyin."

OOC:We'll let this guy rot for a while, I'll let both of you post, then we'll move onto busting up some cultists.