You try to force the point of your sword under the emerald eye.  Much to your surprise, the emerald shatters on contact, releasing a jet of poisonous gas straight into your face.  The gas knocks you out and you release the rope, bounce down the idol and crash onto the stone floor.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>When you awaken, you are still lying on the stone floor, but a rope has been used to bind you.  Your wrists are tied behind your back, your ankles tied together and you are anchored to the base of the idol.  Your belongings - including your sword - are several feet away, and standing over you is the imposing figure of Baron Sukumvit.<br/><br/>"Well now, it seems my little labyrinth has claimed another victim.  And a very attractive one at that, I might add."  He grins lecherously, eyeing your lithe but restrained figure.  "You've got a fire in you, not like that golden-haired elf, so cliche, so... stereotypical.  No, you're definitely something special, and that's going to make this all the more enjoyable."  It only takes a moment for you realize his intent, as in that moment he begins to open his robes...