Faustino's Journal, Revenge

Faustino’s Journal, first night since the second moon of this year. Carridan Estate, There she sat the murderer of my daughter Sharine. a filthy smirk on her face, Argewyn the lass i once called a friend but not anymore. Why did i capture her, for answers, or for revenge, maybe for both but i started with revenge rage took over me and let the monster out. the same monster i kept locked away deep down inside of me for so long.... I bended over her with a grin on my face, i looked at her as i saw she was tied up on the chair, no way to go. I turned around and walked to my table, a helpful friend who willing helped me with the capturing of Argewyn tossed her backpack on the table, a backpack filled with resourceful equipment. I searched through the backpack and retrieved a rather long needle from it. with a grin on my face i turned back to Argewyn looked at her and stuck the needle under one of her fingernails it went in deep, she screamed... i laughed and repeated it on the other fingers. the screams were getting harder and i noticed the treatment got more painful by the second. I walked back to the table and grabbed my curved dagger, i placed it on one of her fingers she said "What do you want, ask me questions" I replyd "Questions later, torture first. you should have known better than to kill my daughter" in one swift move i cut off her finger, she screamed like a pig. i walked towards the fireplace and grabbed a steel blade heated by the fire and placed it on the stumpy finger to close the wound and stop it from bleeding. I can only imagine the pain she was going trough, but all i could think of was revenge... revenge for what she had done to my daughter. Her head went heavy and i saw her dazing, this was the time to ask questions... "Why did you do it? who send the order" she replyd with a silly story that my daughter had supposedly slit her own throat with Argewyn's dagger... ass if my daughter would ever do a thing like that. I continued to torture her, this story was not satisfying and i knew it was not true. we continued for a solid hour before i had enough of it, no sensable word was coming out of her anymore. I decided to put a cloth-sack on her head and tie it up. a few air holes for her to breath, i put her on my horse and dumped her in the Marshes. I take it she has been found by now, but it will take quite some time for her to recover. if she will ever recover from the treatment i will start act two of my revenge. The monster inside of me is long from done with her... she would wish she was never born when I'm done with her...