Roger plans to build an army.

"If we can manage to pleasure enough people, we could start a revolt against the grand wizard. That could be a big enough distraction to get to him!" Roger concluded.

Grimm rubbed his chin, "I suppose... But how do you plan to do that?"

"We can take the local brothel and use the girls there to pleasure as many men as we can!" Roger explained.

"Ah, that could work! Only.." Grimm started.

"Only what?" Roger asked, not liking where this was going.

"The grand wizard has all the harlots locked away to prevent them from doing exactly as you suggest."

Roger pondered some more. "That could work too..." He looked to his companion and asked, "Where is this prison?"

Grimm took Roger to the prison. It was located under the castle. Grimm speculated that the wizard used it as a sex dungeon with his menagerie of whores. There were two guards stationed outside and presumably more inside. The only person to go in and out was the serving wench to feed the prisoners. She pushed a wooden cart filled with a mixed slurry of gruel.

"Maybe we could sneak in through there," Roger suggested, nodding to the cart.

"Maybe you could fit, but not me," Grimm replied. Roger started to wonder again if Grimm was the right choice of companion.

"Alright, I'll go in and you can keep a lookout."

They waited until supper for the food wench to return. They intercepted her on the way to the prison area, in a secluded courtyard.