Adana: 1111
Makedonios walks down into the cell of the man who attacked him the other night.
The man stuck to the shadows of his cell, not speaking.
With a couple guards in tow, Makedonios walks up to the man, careful to note the length of the chains the man is attached to.
"Alright, has time down here changed your mood?"
Still, the man does not reply.
Careful to first get in a fighting stance, Makedonios steps close enough to get a good look at the man. His guards are right behind him with their hands on their swords.
The man tries to edge his way away from Makdonios's sword, face still hidden.
Makedonios signals for one of his men to get a torch to shine some light in the cell.
"Alright, what is going on?"
The torchlight reveals a much older, unkempt man then Evdaemon. He throws himself to the ground before Makedonios's feet. "Please sire! He said he would kill my family if I did not do as he says!"
Makedonios sheaths his sword and bends down. "Someone get me the keys!"
A guard comes in and hands over the keys. Makedonios reaches down and unshackles the man.
"Don't worry. He can't hurt you now. Let me know where your family is and we'll put them in a safe place."
The man grabs Makedonios by the arm. "Thank you, thank you...they are in the southern quarter of Adana."
Makedonios pulls him up. "Do you know anything about the man who put you in here? How did he get out and how did you get in?"
The man nodded. "Both of them were from the Organization. They replaced the man in this cell by having me disguise myself as a guard. In the cell, I used the keys and he took the disguise, leaving me to be locked up here."
Makedonios nodded. "Alright, well lets get you out of here and get a hot meal in you."
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