All Shackled Up

I should have just left.  I mean I didn't know Travania and the people who captured him had a lot of guns and their leader was some kind of magical dude. I didn't hear the conversation because I had to pretend I was just some passerby, but I did definitely see Travania get shocked by some kind of magical jolt and drop to the ground.  From there they had him locked up and drug into the basement, no one is every locked up in the attic, its always the basement.

Still he was my pay day and pay days locked up are not much for cashing out.  And so I scouted the building to find an entry and try and assist the monster that called itself Travania. There was of course a window inside with some bars that were easily displaced (people put those things in never remembering that time and weather ruin the holding thus negating them as useful).  A quick lock flip and I was inside.  The basement could have used a house keeper, and a new builder. There was standing water, looked like pest remains, oh and a fairly large scarred up guy in a mask chained to the wall with magical shackles.

"Mr. Pavarosi what kept you?"

"Had to wait for them leave to you be before I could get you, don't think you could get out the way I got in."

"Of course I'm not leaving, I plan on killing everyone up stairs, painfully."

"Well I guess that's one way out."

Not my preferred way of leaving mind you.  I much rather prefer just working my problems out by talking. You know unlike the huge pile of bodies I've left in my wake don't attest to.