<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Heheh. I love a good 'evil wizard' but I prefer them to be 'smart and cunning' villains with a plot and clear objectives and reasons, and who know to use 'less villainous manners' where they are more successful. Evil should be smart, not 'evil for the sake of evil'. Well, other than cults devoted to evil, those are just looking for the badge 'evil for sake of evil' in those groups.<br/><br/>EDIT: On a side note, let me know if I lay it on too thick... but this post turned out to be one of my favorite 'evil' side posts :P </div></div><br/>Valen smirked at Sharille at her arrival and shrugged, moving back. "Fine. I'll just see about preparing that tea for a bit then I suppose. Afterall, as I said, if they aren't too talkative there's a share of things that hot water can do.<em>Especially</em>after you have left the skin scorched and partially molten." Chuckling cruelly, Valen moved over by the fireplace, and then with a calm precision, began to work on the tea.<br/><br/>He enjoyed a little relaxation now and then, but right now he felt they had time against them on this issue. That's why he had no intent on holding back with the captives unless they talked. The man got talking soon enough though, and Valen was both pleased and a bit disappointed. He liked playing the part sometimes. He doubted that he'd have the heart to go through things like that for real, but the threat and sometimes the<em>unspoken threat</em>was a good way to go too. If he built up a reputation as a merciless man to his enemies in time, it might help make things even easier.<br/><br/>As Sharille then called for his attention again, he returned, holding a cup of tea for himself, and another for the halfling woman, handing it over. "Hmm, I have a few in mind now and then, but some of them require me to speak to the<em>dead</em>and for that purpose, I'd need a corpse. Maybe the man would do, I doubt a goblin corpse would help me with this." He sipped on the drink. "Like asking what kind of a trap they planned on our good captain here." He smirked. "The attack today was a surprise it seemed, I spoke with the fey lady while the two of them were here. You should've seen the gatekeeper's face, he almost fainted when he saw the same fey woman enter again today."<br/><br/>He laughed and then grinned at the guard. "Did you hear about it? A lady fae walked in town naked last night, bringing this captive of ours." He gestured at the goblin priestess. "Because its good to have allies." He licked his lips. "Ahh, you missed quite a show. Pity she wont allow a touch.  They want my first born son in exchange for their help." He smiled. "I gave that promise happily. My own son." He stepped closer.<br/><br/>"Now imagine what I would do to<em>you</em>if I later found out that you betrayed me, hiding something?" He looked at the cup of  tea, and then gestured at it. "Frost!" The cup and the hot tea in it turned to ice in an instant, and he tossed it at the man, the icy plate and the drink in his lap, laughing maniacally for a moment.<br/><br/>"Ohh what fun..." He grinned and looked at the man and the goblin, then looking at Sharille. "Hmmh, sorry, I always get excited when there's a chance to have some fun." He sighed, as if resigned. "Look, I am going to hold on my end of the contract. You postpone my<em>execution</em>indefinitely, and I keep helping you and your friends. I am not going to go back to my own ways." He looked at the prisoners.<br/><br/>"But if you got people you want to dispose of, I can always run a few... experiments." He chuckled, but winked to Sharille again while sure to not let the prisoners see.<br/><br/><em>Shame about the tea. It smelled good.</em>