The sound of whistling was driving him mad, not the good kind of mad that involved slightly insanity and minimal violence. Oh no this was the violence that your mother didn't need to know about or she'd be very very disappointed in your choices in life. "If you don't stop that infernal whistling, I'm going to break down these doors and kill you" roared the man behind three metres of stone and metal. "Oh no, this is me favourite song. A pirate like you should know the words to dis song" shouted the Guard, his whistling getting louder and louder. "I've warned you" shouted the heavily bearded man chained to a wall and surrounded by three dozen guards...all wearing ear plugs. This current prisoner was responsible for quite alot, many of that alot was escaping and killing guards.
The chains holding the man snapped and wrapped around the neck of all thirty six guards, snapping them easily. The poor man outside just had time to raze the alarm as the door in front of him flew toward him and crushed his head. "There we go, now can we get this hanging done so that I can find my ship?" said the man, remaining against the wall despite lacking chains and guards.
Three days...three hours....four hundred seconds (which still means hours...or something) of waiting for something to happen. And yet there was nothing but the sound of his own breathing and the stench of fish. Leopold was bored, he was all set to be hung for his numerous crimes and indescretions and yet they had calmly told him that they would not be hanging him, that he was free to go. When he demanded to know why he wasn't going to be hung, the Commodore of the fort told him that everytime Leopold went near the gallows they burst into flames or the metal bolts flew around.
So sitting on the ground was all that he had going for him...that and his sword, clothing, a bag of gold, his ring and a large amount of nothing. Swearing loudly, Leopold stood up and kicked a rock, breaking his toe and making him very angry. Calming himself down, Leopold marched toward the gate of the fort and kicked the heavy wooden construction, it promptly caught alight as Leopold ran away in fear.
He wandered around aimlessly for several more minutes before figuring out what he wanted to do...he was off in search of a pub.