Banhammer, who held you, The Broker, by the back of his neck like a cat. You guys were in Banlands, where Banhammer lives at. He’s the warden of course.

He stepped infront of a cage, opening the door and threw The Broker (you) in there. Banhammer slammed the door shut and locked in tightly with 3 locks on there.

“Now, you stay in there. I ain’t having you runnin’ off and committing crap.” Banhammer hissed, “I’m watching you. Don’t even think about escaping, Broker.”