Mik-tik the Goblin halted his cart of gruel in front of the cage where the man-thing was chained. Muscled and tanned, the filthy human was bound with his hands above his head, hair over his eyes as his head hung limply into his chest. 

"Food now, man!" Mik-tik the Goblin called, banging a femur bone on the cage to get the fighter's attention. It seemed he was asleep however, because the fighter did not move. Narrowing his pig-like eyes, Mik-tik banged harder on the cage in anger, calling for the man to wake up so he could eat. But it seemed that the man could not hear the Goblin's cries, and Mik-tik knew if he did not feed all of those in the dungeon, his master would obliterate him. 

He spotted a rock, and picked it up. With a wicked smile, he tossed the stone into the cage, striking the man on the crown of his head. Still, he did not move or flinch at all. Mik-tik blinked. Even if he was asleep, he would have been awakened by that! Unless he was not asleep... 

Grumbling, Mik-tik planted the cart of gruel next to the cage, and rummaging through the many keys at his belt, he found the keys to this cell door and opened it. The door swung audibly with a creaking screech, and Mik-tik wandered into the cage. "You! Are you dead?" The Goblin asked, approaching the still form of the man. Inch by inch, Mik-tik drew closer, until he poked the man's leg with his elongated fingers. 

The Goblin seemed satisfied that he must be dead. He turned around to walk out of the cage, and that was when the man exploded into motion. Long, powerful legs whipping out and enwrapping around the now surprised and terrified Goblin. It took only a few seconds for the man's legs to snap the Goblin's neck, and Mik-tik found oblivion. It took considerably longer for the man to maneuver the Goblin's keys with his feet to reach his hands. 

Once he was free, he greedily ate some of the gruel the Goblin had brought, and found there was only one corridor leading out of the dungeon. Along the walls, strange mushrooms glowed, providing an ethereal blue light to contrast with the spare torches along the wall, posted every now and then to provide a more familiar lighting. He grabbed one torch, and as he walked with the keys, the next room had another cell in it. The man drew closer, and inside this cage was what he thought was a Moon Elf...