Dhusa nodded her replenishing her own drink. She turned the young woman around to face out towards the door. She took a long swig of her drink and sighed puffing a cloud of smoke into the young woman's face it lingering around her throat.

[b]"I'll make this as clear as I can. You scream, I hurt you. You start casting magic, I hurt you. You don't talk or give me any sort of information, I hurt you. You even so much as blink the wrong way," 
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She paused taking another drink and puffing on her pipe again. He voice calm her movements casual. She looked very pointedly at the red head.

[b]"I hurt you. Nod if you understand."[/b]

Her eyes were wide and she looked back and forth from Dhusa to Kaneda and nodded curtly. Nodding herself Dhusa pulled the gag from her mouth.

[b]"What's your name girl?"[/b]

Coughing and spitting as the gag was pulled from her mouth.

"Thank the Fucking Gods. Tastes like sh-"

As she spoke the smoke around her neck thicker and tightened. Her lungs seemed to expand with an icey coolness that hardened slowly choking the words from her throat in a gasp. Dhusa looked at her intently her face expressionless eyes dull she understood the feeling well. She knew that cold feeling in the girl's lungs was starting to burn as it became a slow fire. Tears started to stream down  her face. Dhusa's lip twitched ever so slightly as she waved her hand memories of her own initiation into the Weave Mother's brood boiling under the surface. She shook her head slowly as much for herself as it was to give the girl time to catch her breathe.

[b]"Let's try this again. If you don't answer my-"[/b]

"Alanna Tolvos! It's my name. Alanna fucking Tolvos!" She gasped out between breathes her eyes glaring daggers at Dhusa.
Dhusa smiled a small smile that didn't touch her eyes in the slightest.

"And I get it you'll hurt me. So what do you want?"

If she only knew Dhusa thought that was a basic simple use for her smoke the horror's she could inflict on this poor child were infinite. Whisper was as much a healing herb as it was a weapon. She took another long drag on her pipe exhaling the room although having no external change seemed to grow brighter the lanterns around the bar seeming to have more than just their dancing flames among them. Dhusa raised her own tankard offering a bit of ale to the girl. Alanna drank greedily still eyeballing Dhusa over the mug edge. 

[b]"The Flock, you work for them and they wanted you to kill a blacksmith? Seems rather lowly for them. What were they after?"[/b]

Alanna looked back and forth nervously. Her eyes were fearful it was a fear that Dhusa knew well. The Flock wasn't a simple dark guild or some small time band of thieves and cut throats. No The Flock was more like an underground nation. There were tribes within Ost that her own people of Ja steered clear of for the simple fact that dealings with them meant death or worst. The Eye of the Shepard was as much a warning sign as it was a brand. She knew what she was asking this girl, she was asking her to end her own life this night. She raised an eyebrow as the silence continues.

"If you know who you're dealing with you know I'm more afraid of them than you." Alanna finally said her face firm and serious. "You can hurt me, kill me even. But they...they have punishments worst than death."

Dhusa nodded in agreement as she flipped her spear from her back. She wasn't going to enjoy this. She blew a thick plume of smoke into the girl's chest. A large wraith spider forming in the smoke it's large dripping fangs and beady eyes dull.

[b]"Now, I know what I'm asking you. And I also know you have at least heard rumors of my pet. That be a wraith spider dear, there are few things worst than a long night of horror's. So I'll ask one more time what were they really after?"[/b]

The spider began to slowly solidify its form gaining a brown color the life in its eyes beginning to form as it twitched. Alanna tried to move her face away and scoot back.

[b]"Ah ah, I wouldn't move too much. Wraith spider's are attracted to movement."
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With that she stopped.

[b]"Speak up."[/b]

"I don't fucking know! I was sent a letter get the old blacksmiths wares. His family and his life weren't apart of the contract."

Dhusa waved a hand and the spider stopped its movement it was darker and seemed to be in a state of flux. The eyes moving back and forth but the form motionless. Turning to Kaneda she raised and eyebrow.

[b]"What do you know of that blacksmith?"[/b]