Nigel led the captured pirate off the boat
“What is your name?” Cara asked the pirate.
The burly grizzled man said nothing.
Cara said, “Look into my eyes. You have seen hardship and pain. There is only warmth in my eyes. Do you feel warm? Do you feel safe? Touch my hand. It’s OK. Do you feel my touch? It’s OK to enjoy it. Tell me your name. Imagine you are massaging my back. Imagine my chest against yours.”
The Charm was effective.
Nigel said, “I’ll tell you anything you want to know. What do you want to know?”- And laughed.
Dael said, “What do you want to know, Erinnia?” -and laughed.
Cara answered, “Like father, like son. The nut doesn’t fall far from the tree. I’ll tell Deanne of your mischief, Nigel.”
Erinnia tried to ignore Dael’s suggestive comment and said, “I see mistletoe in some of these trees.”
She went into the woods.
“My name is Otho. Otho McNeal,” the man answered.
He stared lovingly into Cara’s eyes.
“Where are you from Otho?” Cara asked.
“I’m from Rancide. I am wanted by the Baron Munch Housen. He claims I broke his laws,” Otho answered.
“Did you break his laws?” Cara asked.
“Well, uh…yes, I did. I killed two of his guards. But it was a fair fight!” Otho declared.
“Tell me about Rancide. I’m a law breaker as well. Where is the best place to find reliable information? Who can you bribe? Who can you trust?” Cara asked.
“Ha! You can’t trust anybody, pretty one. You can buy discretion at the establishment of Morck Bhroades. Tell Morck that Otho sent you. Give him a few Dakin too. The tavern at his place, the Dead End Inn, is frequented by persons with, shall we say, information. May I have one kiss?” Otho asked.
“Otho, you won’t remember anything you have heard today. Your mates met tragedy on the river. You will go to Rancide and confess your crimes. You will say that the sheriff of Knottington advised you to do so. Go now,” Cara said.
Otho McNeal wandered off.
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