You have nothing, but undergarments. Not even honour.
You are in the Hall of the Honourless trapped in a damp cellar under the watchful eyes of armed guards. They have the order to shoot if you say anything they do not understand, fearing that magic might be cast. This is the hall of the honourless. The lucky escape to be killed in the gladiator ring. You are not lucky. At best, you will be hanged. More probably, you will be used as an example; publicly tortured and killed. The invaders, the army of Lord Sephio - the Black Scorpion, have no reason to show the slightest bit of mercy, and you are in the grasp of the iron fist.
Your only option is escape, but how?