Entering the room first thought to be a study, you instantly correct yourself. The books linning the backwall are reports and diaries on torture and execution. A table sits on the western wall lined with impliments of pain. A small imp tends to many Tamians who are attached to torture devices of all kinds. He gleams at you with beady eyes and welcomes you to his home.
Dontblink the male imp Night Blade is also here.
