Hunters and Witches

[Kassa]

Grethallion withdrew her hand. She was the least to say surprised, the Trandoshan had managed to avoid her Mind Trick. Her, of all people, who was perhaps one of the best interrogation and information gatherers in her day. No matter. His will would break one way or another.

The elderly witch didn't say anything. She instead launched a flash of lightning from her hands. The force of it was be enough to send him and his chair cascading into the nearby wall. She watched as the reptile chained to the chair was launched back. She continuing her electrical onslaught for several moments after he was catapulted backwards.

"Let's try this again," she says, drawing her Force imbued staff. "Tell me what you know,"

 

[jp5125]

Balkk was in the least bit surprised the elder nightsister resorted to violence after her mind trick didn't work. Nightsisters were like children. When children don't get their way they throw a tantrum. When nightsisters don't get their way they shock you with lightning. Grunting, Balkk decided to give them some declassified intel.

"What do you want to know about?" "Anything specific." Balkk asked.

 

[Kassa]

Grethallion narrowed her eyes. She was about to kill the forsaken reptile. He wasn't answering any of her questions and the looks he gave her were meek. He also shrugged off the electricity like it was nothing. She was going to cut off an arm next. Or perhaps rupture something.

"I'm not here to play games. Tell me what you know. Tell me everything. Mandalorian fleet size, customs, where you play to strike next, your relationship to the Galactic Alliance and Jedi Order, as well as information about you officials. You don't seem to enjoy my Force powers. Perhaps I'm being too lenient. I could always crush something inside you. Or turn up the voltage,"

 

[jp5125]

Balkk started to chuckle. The Nightsister obviously had never dealt with a Trandoshan before. Balkk knew he could turn this entire situation around, but he just had to play his cards right.

"I see you haven't dealt with many trandoshans before. We as a species have an natural regeneration ability. Crushing my organs or ripping my arms off will only result in their slow regrowth." "It may be painful, but it's nothing I haven't gone through before." Balkk said, smiling.

"Now, onto the information you want. Well heres the thing... I don't know. I'm not exactly an Admiral or a General." Balkk said. "I do the dirty work the commanding officers don't wanna do. That's about it."

Balkk knew he struck a nerve. He locked eyes with the Nightsister and made sure she wasn't looking at his hands. He was slowly using his long fingernails to pick the lock on his handcuffs. He played with it for a few moments and heard that satisfying *click* and knew his hands were free. He still pretended to have them cuffed though, until the right moment came at least.

 

[Kassa]

"Idiocy! Do you not think I cannot sense you?! I know that you've escaped. However, how you managed to do so in SHACKLES where your hands are BOUND is beyond me. I am a Nightsister Clan Mother! Guards, prepare a lock down of this wing. I want him in solitude and to be injured every way possible. Leave his limbs. He's not immortal. If we slice one off, there's a good chance he'll bleed to death. I leave him to you, Nightsisters. We'll see him shipped off tomorrow. In pieces, or otherwise,"

With that, Grethallion's guards created a perimeter around her and the Trandoshan. The old witch left the lizard to his ways. Another Senator would enjoy him.

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