Tzain smiled, as he stood in the middle of Telredor, the bodies of the guards around him, a few small fights still going on around the town as his raiders dispatched the last of the guards. He gestured to the Blood Elf Warlock, and she and her succubus brought the best of the prisoners forward, throwing them to the ground in front of him, forcing them to kneel. Tzain walked up to one, removing his helmet, allowing the prisoners to see his soulless black eyes, and the rivulets of blood seeping from the corner of each.<br/>"Well well well...thought you could fight like a warrior did you? For that, I will keep you alive longer than the others, because you interest me." Tzain said, grabbing the dranei inkeeper by her hair and lifting her face to his.<br/>Saliva impacted his face, as she spat at him.<br/>"Well, it seems this one has spirit. I will enjoy tormenting her well." Tzain chuckled, looking over at the warrior who had been wounded by the inkeepers serving knife.<br/><br/>"Tzain, we have incoming alliance soldiers. Seems the guards who were out on patrol have regrouped and are going to try something foolish" Tzain's hunter said, freshly returned from scouting the area on a wyvern.<br/><br/>"Interesting. It is likely that they have also sent for help from their pitiful alliance. Get to work, repel the patrols, and set traps for anyone who tries to come and be a hero. Kill a third of the prisoners, and string up the bodies in the surrounding areas. Have some of them dropped in nearby towns via wyvern." Tzain said, giving out orders to his raiders. They would have to work fast, as they were unsuited to prolonged combat.