Your voice echoes through the dark tunnel outside your cell, a thin groan comes from the occupied cell to your left. Water drips in the corner of your room into the crusty bucket your captors so generously left for your needs.
As water continues to drip, the tell-tale snorting of an angry bullman can be heard over the heavy clop of hooves on stone.
The torso of a patrol guard appears in the barred window of your cell door. A muscular chest sinks down until furious eyes peer through the solid steel bars.
"Keep quiet!" The minotaur bellows, giving your bars a good rattle with the handle of his axe.
"Hold on Barby. I wanna hear the squirt." A second voice purrs. Not quite as tall as her eight foot guardmate, the striped face of a tigress sneers through the slit.
"You're saying you didn't try stealing the king's scepter, didn't try climbing out a window and didn't fall on your bum when that ancient rope of yours broke in your hands?"
She's got you pegged there.
"I-I was set up! I was just there for the party and got lost!"
"Yeah yeah. Let's go, he's got nothing."
The pair walk off, one much louder than the other. Barbados the minotaur and Terra the tigress. The two guards you've been watching for the last few hours. The minotaur's clops could be heard a mile off, he's not going to be much of a challenge to sneak around as long as you keep your guard up. It's the big cat that you'll have to watch out for.
You smirk as you take off your boot and pull out the vial hidden within. A good thief always has a way out, and the green liquid sloshing in this thin glass is yours. You've been shouting at them long enough. With any luck, those two won't notice your lack of a voice until it's too late.
You remove the cork and chug the contents in one gulp. Then immediately choke and grab at your throat. Ugh, gods above! This stuff is absolutely foul! It tastes like an ogre's loincloth! You've got enough time to think this before your vision goes black, and you conk right out. When you wake up, you are...
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