Out on the roof

One last look around the bathroom proves fruitful as you find a men's grooming kit complete with a few brushes, a comb, straight razor, a mug, soap, and best of all several little picks you can't help but think should make pretty good lock picks. For a moment you consider going back and checking the locked doors, but hearing footsteps somewhere makes you panic and a moment later you are through the bars on the window.

The tiles bite your bare feet which isn't at all comfortable, but it does make you feel more secure walking on the roof. As stealthy as possible you look for a way down that isn't in view of anyone outside, sadly you can't find any. There are at least two dozen slaves working outside, and even if you assume they won't try to stop you there are 6 guards like the one you saw out the window. The best you figure is to either sneak up to one, betting on the slaves not giving you up, then kill him quick and run like hell. That is a lot of trust. A faster possibility is to simply charge when he looks away, might have the same effect. Then again you could just stroll away as if it was the most normal thing in the world to do and react when you have to.

Sadly it would seem any plan relies on you either winning a knife fight, or shooting someone. “Ugh, I know I have fired a gun before, I'm sure of it. But killing a guard. Well a **** owner, anyway.” You say to yourself quietly. “I should just go all ninja and free all the slaves.” The second you say it you regret it as part of you says, yeah, you should. “Well if I did kill all six guards we could all run together.”