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As she smirked and chuckled softly and went on a monologue Surtr paid attention to the last part. He snapped his fingers and by golly she was right his magic was gone. As the guards reached in he looked to his shoulder and the little heart on his shoulder seemed to bubble up with happiness. It suddenly disappeared and Surtr merely lifted his hands holding them up surrendering. He rose with the guards and as she spoke of him being a criminal Surtr nodded allowed.

"She's right a deplorable degenerate I am.... Quite the criminal." He said looking to the innkeeper and giving the man a wink as he had quite the playful smile on his face. He would see that man again and properly pay him back for his sound advice. Though as it stood he had no magic and unfortunately would be unable to fight this many guards. He walked out with her still smirking as he followed her. The poison may have worked on him but his little light was a separate entity and any poison would have burnt up before it could have any effect. With the little light gone Surtr seemed a bit weaker as if some of the playfulness had disappeared. Though it would be impossible for anyone to tell if it was that or the fact that he was bamboozled so easily. He wouldn't forget this one that was to be sure. He didn't bother replying to her little quip the man had faced someone like her before.... In fact he was raised by someone like her, it was unlikely Shael would do anything that Morgana hadn't.

"Perhaps untying me. I am at your mercy so why not at least allow my the dignity to ride along of my own volition. Unless perhaps you enjoy removing such freedoms." Surtr said casting a playful glance her way. He sighed rolling his eyes at being tied up. It was such classic and over used trope. Tie up the man take away his masculinity and remove all the power. Surtr himself had experienced being tied up countless times and its effect had lost its lust some thousands of years ago. "My little light has gone off... I doubt you'll see it again while I'm trapped.... As for what I'm into not being tied up is my only request really. Since you've got me I assumed we would do what you care for regardless of my preferences." He said obviously only making one meager request.

As she mentioned a sister he shrugged. "Sounds intriguing I think it would be more difficult to find what I'm not into rather than what I am.... You see my teacher was quite depraved so I'm afraid it rubbed off a bit..." He said with a rather half hearted chuckle as if embarrassed to admit such a thing. Though in truth Surtr cared little for admitting hit. He had killed that woman so lying about her would be the only way he could disrespect her now. So off he went at the mercy of this elf awaiting to see what lay in the rabbit hole.

Surtr chuckled softly as she untied him. "I supposed appearance must be maintained especially for such a noble woman." He said softly teasing Shael a bit as he rode up next to her. His eyes would move to plants growing as they went by. There was plenty he needed to make an antidote for that pesky poison but in all honesty what had happened here was quite more interesting than how he was going to spend his evening. She was quite the enigma of a person and it had been quite some time since he had met one like her. So why ruin the fun? If he made the antidote and she saw his powers return he'd likely be treated differently. It was always easier to see what would unfold when the enemy had him right where they wanted him so why not?


As they rode up to the mansion Surtr shook his head softly. My her pockets were deep. He would dismount his horse and offer his hand for her to take uncaring if she accepted or not. Might as well make the offer since her previous statement implied the two may becoming more intimate. His eyes scanned the mansion looking intently taking in the details. "A bit of both, she was extremely powerful sorceress taught me a great deal.... some lessons more enjoyable than others..... you may tell me what did that you if you like. I much prefer the answer to why as opposed to what." Surtr said speaking to her as his gaze did not meet her. It was true he much preferred why someone did things as opposed to what event may have put them on their path. Though the two were sometimes related so perhaps he merely misunderstood her. "One final request, likely a bit rude of me to ask more when you have been such a gracious host....Could I get a set of spare clothes or perhaps given the time to remove these and place them somewhere for safe keeping. I'd much prefer them not get damaged." He said the request by no means mandatory. He had more sets of this but he did find it annoying when he had to get a new set.

All these appearances and talk of such has piqued Surtrs curiosity he was a bit intrigued as to what lay beneath this mask. What really awaited him.

As she declined his hand he withdrew it shrugging. She wasn't one for pleasantries he would no longer attempt it. As she spoke about how she lacked a why he sighed as if suddenly very disappointed. His posture seemed to shift as well. The excitement and intrigue being sapped from him by just a few words. What a drag, there was no fun in doing something without a reason. She even said it herself she only did as she pleased. Such a boring thing what a waste of a capture this was. He was to be tortured for this? He did not bother commenting as they walked through the mansion and he did not comment on her large room. As she showed him the shackles pointing it where he would be staying he nodded allowing a "uh huh" to slip out as if the routine had been experienced before. It was such a common thing. At least for Surtr anyway. He was hoping she had some motive not that this was all for nothing but entertainment on a whim.

As she made the comment about her virginity Surtr rolled his eyes. Once the laughter followed he nodded. A predictable joke. A very predictable one. The puzzle had been solved there was no mystery left. No point in trying to solve the mind of someone who didn't act with motive. It was worthless to him. He sat down holding his arms up waiting for her to shackle them a bored look on his face. "Could we just skip to the end.... If you're not lying then I don't really have interest in being here.... as I said before there is a precious item in the north I seek and I'd much like to go there." he said his eyes dull and staring st the ground. He was obviously bored. He had been tortured by her kind before.

A long night was to come. It would be even more frustrating when she realized she allowed the only thing that could kill him to escape. He'd likely become dismembered it was such a pain to repair that and then ridding himself of the scars was a whole other ordeal. He had sat down across from her with such high hopes. Upon discovering she was just mad those hopes had been properly dashed.

As she chained him up sighed. "What is it with chains? Are these supposed to strike fear into my heart? Am I supposed to spill all my secrets? If anything this just makes me want to tell you things less." Surtr said with a tired huff. It was so unnecessary. Why couldn't he just be laid on the floor, he figured the bed was right out so he wouldn't even bother but chaining him up? It would get her no where. As she attempted to intimidate him with threats he itched the side of his face with his shoulder. "Sure hope you're not trying to invade my mind with magic. You may have nullified my physical abilities but mages of my order have the passive nature of being impregnable when it comes to mind invasion." he said telling her now to hopefully cut the torture short. "In addition potions and the like are a speciality of mine.... meaning any truth serums would fail as well." Surtr said looking to her a bored look across his lips.

Upon returning to his kingdom he was made an interrogator, his disciplines aligning with it that the current king didn't really give him much choice. So naturally he was trained to resist such attempts. While poison was nearly impossible to counter due to how many different ways it could affect the body attacks on the mind were localized and in turn Surtr had made it so he would never be put in a position so that would be compromise. She could cause him all the pain she wanted and perhaps she could break him and he would spill his secrets but any attack on his mind alone would get her no where.

As the sister came in and Shael went on again before kissing her he sighed slightly before crossing his legs so he could get more comfortable. She seemed like a pro he could commend her for that and normally such a display would arouse Surtr and get him in a good mood but she was keeping him from he truly sought. Thus it would take more than that to pull him from this melancholy state. He figured she would take his words as a challenge something that would likely only prolong his stay with her. Though he suspected she wasn't the type to stop so even if she found out in time so why not tell her. His head went back against the wall and he shifted a bit getting comfortable. The was no point asking himself what she would do next or when he could escape. He may as well just let her have her way and then he could resume his conquest.

As she reasoned Surtr began to wriggle about. "Well look, if you unshackle me I give you my not to run at least not until morning. Perhaps I'll stay longer if I'm entertained." Surtr said having a playful smirk for just a moment before fading. "If you truly hear all the whispers you say you'd know my word is binding..." Surtr said. How could he have any fun when chained up. Which she said he would. If she denied now he'd likely just shut up about it but he figured he'd ask one more time. He had been chained up and tied up so many times it only dulled what was happening. He would likely tune out soon if he was tied up like this. He may even fall asleep until she started torturing him.

As she spoke about not using potions or magic to get his secrets he shook his head softly. Good luck to her then. Surtr was literally tortured for 1000 years. He doubted one night would break him if that time didn't. He watched the cloths fall and seemed mildly interested but he would tilt his head against his arm and sigh his eyes on the floor now as if preparing to get comfortable. His mind was off on something else. It was obvious she had struck a nerve. Though Shael claimed she shouldn't care so it really shouldn't matter to her anyways.