You look up at the guy and say,"Fuck off"

He giggles"Ohhhh, look at you; your own kind imprisoned you for execution! You must be soooooo important!"

"I said 'Fuck off', you piece of Dragon shit."You have no idea where that came from, but it sounds pretty good, to you, at least. The elf 'harumph's and leaves you alone....for now.

By now your eyes are starting to adjust, thus making it possible for you to survey your surroundings. You're in a dingy cell, with no bed, a guttering torch, and an awkwardly suspicious wall.

There's also a pot that is stained over by the corner, too, that makes your cell smell of piss, shit, blood, and cum. It's within the range of your legs, so you guess that's a mercy.