Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215223926/@comment-26913031-20170126002748

Claudius paces around the room and glances at the prisoner. Opening up his coat he takes a pack of smokes out from an inside pocket. He lights it and slips it into his lips. He takes a look once more at the prisoner and says "Are you sure you don't want to say anything? I mean, are you really, really certain that you want us to make you talk? You're not only going to have to deal with those fellows but a former arbitrator," he then points to himself "as well. It was my job to make scum like you squeal."