An ancient crypt. It has several , almost countless crypts of royal relatives. Paintings on the wall depict the fallen dead. Family swords, personal weapons decorated the tombs. It is dank, lit by torches on the walls, led to by a stone staircase. The chill of ancient death permeates the air.
Basement, Inside Castle
kings
villager
I've been walking for days. The sun is bright and hot while the nights are dark and cold. Our young is getting sick while our old are getting weary of finding a safe place to arrive to. We have heard rumors that there is a camp one day north. I can only pray we hold on for that long.
Oh, king. I need to find a safe place for the people of my village.  Is there a camp north? Well how did you come into place  I now have been walking for days. I am tired. My people are tired and not feeling well. OK help me with my sword so that we both can rest  I will do whatever I am capable of. How far is your village from here  The problem is that. We have no real village anymore. It was raided. So we look for a safe camp. OK I am well known and my wife is queen maybe you can relocate to my village and be protected there  Is there any way to show you gratitude? We would never have stood much of a chance I think if you didn't help us. Yes help me let's see all those paintings on the wall  Okay. Let us see. I hope you are not scared of death because it's written all over you 