Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224219/@comment-1734134-20161222001332

The prison isn't much to look at. A small building, once a library, has been refashioned into a crude compound. It's books have all been destroyed, the tiled floor is smeared with blood and clumps of hair. The only lights are those offered by burning piles of age old works, now lost forever, and whatever furniture the guards could find. You descend into the basement, where several cells have been built - most too small for you to enter. A rebel is dragged out of one and taken into a cumbersome interrogation chamber, strapped down to a steel table and surrounded by tired looking soldiers who leave in the presence of the Space Marines.