The shadowed figure gives a low chuckle, at your claim to have killed several of the guards, though the rest of the men give appraising looks, trying to check you over for the possibility of deceit. They seem to have not yet decided whether or not they believe you.

The older human is the first to answer your question. "It's both buddy, the guards here don't much care why someone wants to buy you out of here, just that they're willing to dump enough gold in to buy you out. Suppose you'll be pricey though, anyone show up one of their guards in an open fight, rather than slitting their throat or setting fire to their bed, and they most often just kill you. Elvenfolk can't lose a fair fight you see, that going round would get them scared. As is it's gonna be a high price to get you out if anyone wants you, and a long time before it makes sense for the showmen to buy your contract. Gets cheaper as you stay down here longer, and as you give up more secrets or lose track of the outside. When in the day was it you got down here anyway? I like to try and follow it.

He never gets to the second part of your question, prompting the half elf to pick up the slack. "The Manacles aren't nothing too special magically, though they're tougher to pick than the guards normal ones, even if you got tools, they ain't gonna kill you by themselves. The chain golems they got in the roof are programmed to grab them, and they'll get pulled right back towards the chains, makes it easy for the beasts to grab on and stops you fending them off. Old Sagan here will talk your ear off about how it all works when he's in a mood to. He says with a nod towards the elder figure. "They do something with the shaft on the platform as well, get it to break in two and reform around it, keep you in place for interrogation or auction.