Further conversation is cut off at the sound of boots trotting up the hall. The guard supposedly watching you stir at the approach of several others. "Open the cell and take the hellspawn to the interrogation room, Sergeant's orders."
"Huh? But The Inquisitor… ""Nah, that's not it, she has a visitor believe it or not." "Who would want to see a forsaken, especially that one, and why would that fat bastard allow it?" "Dunno, probably got bribed, this place is already falling apart because of his greed. Anyways, are you going to stand there yapping or open the cell?"
Six guards walk over to the cell, they use several catch poles to pin prisoners to the wall by their necks before they even start opening the door.
Eya is removed from the wall, fortunately none of them spare a glance for the Rogue who had hastily set his wrists back into the chains
One of them gives the tiefling's rear a generous fondle while he has the chance, and then they are marching her out.
Elsewhere, Eya is forced down into a blood-stained chair and locked within. Waiting in the room is Sergeant Blackerly and a starkly beautiful woman she does not recognize. The stranger is all dressed in all black mourning clothes, and wears a white veil over her face.
Blackerly chases the rest of the guards out, then looks at the woman with a slightly Dopey expression. The Tell-Tale signs of Enchantment can be read upon his face.
A melodic voice says, "Thank you my dear. Now please wait outside and make sure none listen to us." Reluctantly, the sergeant does as he is bid.
The woman turns back and removes her veil. Her voice seems to change from one moment to the next, into something quite familiar. "This certainly is a disgraceful mess you have found yourself in child. I thought you had been taught to cover your tracks better."