Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150724223316/@comment-3293219-20150726110958

"I'm working on it, try the walls, sometimes they can be broken." The Imperial whispered, remaining out of earshot of the guards.

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The Guards dragged him towards the Healer's office, the same place that they took Shakti. They knocked on his door, prompting him to stop healing the Khajiit and answer it, sighing heavily as he saw the state of the old man.

"Arkay's breath... Another one!?" The Healer growled, obviously frustrated by the sight of another supposedly beaten prisoner.

"This one's been having some sort of fit, we don't know what's wrong with him but he's grown weak and stopped responding.

"Fine, fine... bring him through, strap him down on the bed to the right." The Healer grumbled, turning away and wandering back over to Shakti as he continued to cast a healing spell over her stomach.

Martin was dragged over to the bed, as instructed, his shins, waist and shoulders were strapped down to it by tight leather straps before the guards left the room.