Dark and gloomy, the dungeon is the ugly underbelly of the castle. A few torches line the black stone walls, throwing a meager light on the iron bars of the cells. The air is damp and still; the only disruptions are the occasional anguished moans and cries from the prisoners.
Dungeon, Inside Castle
prisoner
therapist
I am a physical therapist who works at the clinic. I help people after injuries. I am pleasant and kind-hearted.
hello there. We seem to share similar circumstances Oh no...what happened? They say I committed crimes I never done. what crimes do they accuse you of? You first therapist...are you a prisoner too or are you here to try to crack me? I am a  prisoner as well, and I understand your trepidation They say I killed a Nobleman and they are going to remove my head from my shoulders. I was no where near there...i am being framed. who would have reason to frame you? The duke.  I think it was his son that did the deed but I need to get out of here to prove it. and how do you propose to do that? I have a special coin in my right pocket that is invisible to anyone but me...if i could just reach it I could call on my wizard to come and let me out of here. i can help you, but what guarantee do I have that you won't hurt me? My wizard will help you too if you are really who you say you are.