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The Vudrani's finger didn't glow, but the touch of it on the man's forehead caused a quick searing pain as he felt something etched into his skin for the third time.
"You're a monster', breathed the bound man
"I am but a pale reflection of the great Light of the Sword. You, however, are a heretic and enemy of Iomedae, and lest you wish to obtain another mark, I would suggest telling me where you comrades are hiding."
The bound man looked up,"You magical freaks are always willing to give punishment but never take it, I bet you don't know the first thing about pain", accentuating the last word with glob of spit onto the Vudrani's robes.
With an odd smile creeping across his face, he undid his robes and let them fall, keeping on only the barest of garments.
Runes. Hundreds, if not thousands of them were inscribed upon his body, recounting the Acts of Iomedae in detail.
"I know this pain better than anyone else, and I know how much a man can withstand it"
Fear crept into the heart of the man as he realized just how fanatical the Inquisitor was, and promptly told him everything he knew.
The Inquisitor thanked him and turned around reaching for the door, the bound man breathing a sigh of relief at the prospect of being free that turned to sheer terror as he saw the longsword be removed from it's place on the wall.
He begged for his life as the sword was raised high and angled, reflecting the sun, so that the last thing the man saw before his death was the Light of the Sword.