[She Gives Her Word]

"Very well, you have my word that I will do as you say so long as you are not trying to bind me to serve evil or prevent me from fulfilling my duty," the armored woman states.

"And doing your duty wouldn't involve harming me or mine would it?" You ask.

"If what you've told me so far is true: it will not." She replies, and you are satisfied that she isn't lying.

"Winch it up!" You call to the automatons who do most of the unskilled labor around here, and the ropes at the edges of the net are spooled back up into the ceiling, hauling the net up with them, and the catches reset, keeping it there.

"Where would you like to inspect first, Dame....?" You let the question hang in the musty air of the main hall...