Badger shakes Ariels hand and then releases it
"I sent Jarvan off on a job to retrieve some money, he was a couple of streets away from here, when you leave here, talk to my assistant, she'll give you a piece of paper with the information on. I'll also arrange it so that you have some backup, I don't want you to be disappearing like Jarvan did."
He signaled to one of the guys in the background, he came forward and leaned down. Badger whispered something in his ear, he nodded once and left.
"He'll get some guys together to go with you on this errand
Standing, Badger looks down at Ariel one last time
"It was a pleasure doing business with you, now, if you'll excuse me, I have some hits to tend too"
With that he walked off out of the room, the beginnings of a plan already forming in his mind. He did have a deal to stick too after all.
Jarvan woke up with a banging headache. Lifting his head a fraction, he could just about make out the floor, which was covered in dirt, straw and feces. Groaning, he lifted his head up the rest of the way so that the first thing that greeted him was the giant grin on the mans face that stood before him.
"Took your time waking back up didn't you? Thought we'd killed you for a minute there"
The guy stood to the side and Jarvan could make out several other people of different sizes and builds, all of them bigger than himself of course. He realized that he could feel a stinging sensation in his shoulders, he tried to move his arms and failed, finding that he was in fact chained to the wall.
"Come on guys, can't you just let me go?"
Nobody said anything and then a person stepped forward, smaller than the others, he had blended into the small crowd quite easily
"Sorry sunny boy, we can't do that, we need to use you to send a message ya see, and it's much more effective sending a corpse than a living person"
Jarvan squinted at the new face, the voice was different, but he could have sworn that the person in front of him was Ariel.
"Who the hell are you then shorty? Surely you don't lead this bunch of morons"
He coughed fitfully as he tried to breath, the punch he had just taken to the stomach for his words had knocked the wind out of him
"Little smart arse ain't ya boy? Well we'll soon knock it out of you"
Oh gods, thought Jarvan, he had no way out of this one. He didn't even know where he was, and now he was chained to a wall with a group of big meaty men ready to beat him to death slowly.