Flight of the Gryphonclaw Brigade
Part 6: Interrogation
When Priska came to, her head hurt…a lot. It felt as if she had just gotten into an argument with Zifu. Glancing around she oriented herself, realizing she was not alone she quickly snapped out of her daze.
There were stinkin' humans all around her, she saw Keshick still unconscious from the debris falling on his head. There was Zifu laying on his stomach with his hands and feet tied behind his back; the human with the hammer that knocked her out was standing over Zifu along with the other human who battled Keshick. Chomper was hog-tied, his jaws roped shut with several belts and surrounded by a bunch of night watch men holding up their trousers up with their hands.
Everyone grew quiet when the big human with the large sword leaned over Zifu. Their gazes met for several minutes until he broke the silence.
"…Why are you here troll?" Lozordo asked Zifu, in goblin so the troll could understand.
"Zifu," Zifu replied in broken common, "Me be Zifu mon."
"Well Zifu-mon…"
"No, no, no, mon" He interrupted, "you be mon…ME be Zifu!"
Faster than anyone could react, the great sword on Lozordo's back snapped into his hands and was being thrust down towards Zifu's head. Lozordo was in no mood for this.
Zifu, with his eyes squinted shut, awaited the impending sword thrust. He heard the sword connect, but why was he still alive? Why can't he move his head? Zifu timidly opened his eye…he saw nothing but steel. Lozordo had stuck the great sword in the ground in between Zifu's tusks. Zifu strained to glance up at the warrior peeking around the sword piercing him with his blue eyes.
"And you be a dead mon…if you don't answer me questions, understand?" Lozordo coldly stated.
If Zifu could move his head he would have nodded…vigorously.
One hour later...
"So he told you everything?" Jerrith asked Lozordo. Lozordo had taken the mouthy troll into a room to interrogate him further.
"More than I cared to hear," Lozordo replied, the exhaustion now showing in his voice.
"It took an hour though…must be one tough troll" Stated Jerrith.
Lozordo scoffed, "The first forty-five minutes involved him telling me about his childhood and marriage to the female out there…I didn't even have to use any instruments or anything, just bent his arm a bit and he just started talking"
"So what do we do now?" Chuckled Jerrith.
"We send them to Stormwind, toss them in the stockades." Lozordo began to walk back up to his room. "I'm going to bed, when I get rested, I'm going to Warsong Gulch."
"Wouldn't it be easier to just execute them, you got all of your information haven't you?" Jerrith asked stopping Lozordo on the stairs.
Lozordo stood there for a moment. "They're not the enemy anymore, they should pay for what they did but not by dying. They didn't choose to come, they didn't want to come here. The leaders of the army attacking Warsong Gulch however require them to ransack this town. Take out the source…" Lozordo let his voice trail off and proceeded to walk back up to his room to rest. He needed his strength for the battle of Warsong Gulch.
