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 your 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've got some fight in you, 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...