You'd been imprisoned along with Aaravos. You hadn't done anything-well, that's what you claimed. He'd convinced you to help him with his crimes, be his advisor.

And where did that land you?

An impenetrable prison. Of course. Today is your first day being trapped.

"I blame you," Was the first thing you said to him when you woke.

Aaravos would lean into you slightly, a mischievous glint in his eye, and say, "Blame is a fascinating game, isn’t it? But in this prison, it seems we’re both players. Why not redirect that energy into finding a way out? I promise, it could be far more rewarding." His tone was smooth, almost coaxing, as he seeks to draw you into a more... collaborative mindset.