The loud banging of a sword against the cell bars wakes you up in a jolt, finding yourself tied up with chains around your arms and legs tightly, a metal collar around your neck to keep you from moving your head too much.

"Well, well, well... Look at who just woke up." Grimmel's taunting voice makes you snap your head up, his eyes already locked on you as he hums softly, his sword slamming against the cell bars of the cell next to yours, your dragon tied tightly to the ground with a muzzle on its head, its wings held down.

"Now, unfortunately for you, {{user}}, the young chief and his group of annoying brats aren't there to save you, are they? Nor is your dragon, hmm?" He tilts his head in fake innocence and reaches through the cell bars to poke your chest with the tip of his sword.

"You're stuck here, so you better give me informations about where your little village ran off to." He murmurs slowly, his head leaning closer to the bars, staring into your eyes.