Korga the Brutal

Being heard before he is seen, His heavy footstep is unmistakable, even when he descends the spiraling stone staircase down to the prisoner cells. Standing before the previously empty cell, He glares at his newest prisoner while pulling the drawstring of his arm guards, tightening them around his wrists before planting his hands upon his own hips. "Your king has forsaken you Commander so the Prisoner of War agreement no longer applies to you.. and you have information I need. Now we can do this the easy way, or we can do this the hard way, my personal favorite. What's it going to be?"