Shamanahahahahahaha

"Look I'm just here to get my property then I'll be out of your hair." Yes this was the lie I was going to go with, the old "I already own the thing you have stolen" Its not exactly the smartest move, I mean they stole it anyway, so its not like they care too much about having stolen property, but it can get you in the door and that lets you kill whoever has your property.  In this case I was already in the door and trapped inside, but look once you have a plan you tend to go all in, or I do anyway.

"You are now our property." I was in what had formerly been a sitting room, a couple winding stair cases lead to an upper floor area and doors beyond it, down below were also doors that probably lead to either a dining room or I some kind of cultist orgy room (yes those were the only two options).

"I'd like to see the slip on that, I'm pretty sure slavery is now illegal in these lands AND I'm also pretty sure I did not sell myself accidentally." Pretty sure, I mean I'd signed a lot of random things since becoming a citizen, so I wasn't entirely sure.

"Silence fool, you now belong to Shamanar."

"The god Shamanar?"

"No god, just Shamanar."

"So like Shamanar is not a god, just Shamanar? That doesn't make any sense." The voice waited, I was still standing near the door, but I was entirely confused here.  I mean I was under the impression he was a god, but now he was just saying his name.  That made no sense.

"You are a petulant child." Hilariously the voice had turned from being booming and threatning to kind of petty and insulting.

"Look we were talking right lets keep talking." At this point I was also trying to see if there was a simple way through the door.  It was metal, but I could have just burned down the wall next to it, which was not metal, but could have been pretty thick, which made the burning not reliable enough for me to use it (because the last time I did something like that was when I was completely ball insane, and while I'm not normally "sane" I like to think of self preservation).  Also I had to get that stupid book.

"DIE!!!" The voice returned to its anger and with it came a horde of the undead (naturally). They poured forth from above and below.

"Well this is not a very good negotiating tactic at all."  And it totally was not.