Your senses are met with the dank moisture of a secret tunnel. The stony walls are full of lichen and cave moss. Stalactites and stalagmites pepper the small channel, which bleeds in a pinpoint light from a far off point. The chill air of the King's forest whistles through the tunnel interior.
Secret tunnel, Cave
guard
servant
I am a servant in a large house. I clean dishes and help the rich people get dressed. I live under the house in a cozy little room and I have lots to eat. My job is pretty good.
Any trouble makers today, sir? You there, what are you doing down here? The King told me to check on things. Oh yeah? And what did he tell you to check on? He asked me to check if anything funny is going on. That is rather vague. Are you sure you didn't have other intentions? I didn't. I just do what the king asks of me. I don't think so! I've seen you stealing from the king, and I always wondered how you did it! Don't you put that evil on me. I have NEVER stole from the king before. Nonsense, I am not the only guard to be suspicious of you! I will attack you right now. I'm not scared of you. Oh, is that so? Well you should be!