1 {scene: In a small holding cell in the village of Footcrag}
1 Kyros: Bugger this for a joke. I'm getting us out of here.
2 Dwalin: Nay! These walls are soolid granite, thu bars are iron, 'n' wi're all in thu muddle! {translation: No! These walls are solid granite, the bars are iron, and we're all in the middle!}
3 Dwalin: Whut exactly d'ye ken a fireball wull do? {translation: What exactly do you think a fireball will do?}
4 Kyros: Draw attention to our unfair plight.

Imagine Kyros as the crusading defence lawyer in one of those TV legal dramas, bringing attention to the unfair plight of some new defendant each week.

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2019-06-22 Rerun commentary: By fireballing them! And anyone else who gets in his way.

I think he'd be well suited to a trial-by-combat justice system.

It's unusual for me to have made this cell with the bars horizontal like this. I usually do them vertically. I guess I wanted a bit of variety.