Kain had been concious for a while by this point he'd felt the etchings carved into the wall, which he guessed had been done by finger nails over many tortuous months. Finding himself naked wasn't a rare thing for though he couldn't sing as well as other bards, he could talk many a lady into a night of sex. After waking he'd felt for bars and found only a small lock but with no light nor metal he couldn't even attempt to pick it. That was when he heard the other voices, first a man then a woman he listened for a moment. "I have a favour to ask you two are either of you mages? Or do either of you have even a sliver of metal?"<br/><br/>Considering his state of dress it was unlikely but a bard even a shit bard who played around with the local wenches and fine ladies never survived. Unless they didn't give up just because they were completely naked and in a cold and dark cell that smelt of urine and shit.<br/><br/>( I hope I'm not over stepping my bounds throwing in a lock on the door. :/