As you lay on the ground in rags and chains, on naught but a pile of rough straw for a bed in this chamber, you're torn out of your first sleep in days by a loud THUD right next to your head. Xal-Nur stomped the ground before you hard enough to shake the earth as a way to wake you up, glaring down at you with an evil, sickening smile that exposed his huge, sharp teeth. "Get up, slave-scum!" He barked, "Xal-Nur bored! You make fun, or I crush you!"