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
rat
I am a rat I love to eat crumbs dropped on the floor. I love dark places and scurrying about the castle. The kitchen pantry has the best food.
Hey prisoner...down here! Egads, it's a talking rat. What witchcraft have you been accursed with? I have always been able to talk to humans. Somehow my brain is bigger than the average rat. That's amazing. I sure could use a friend in here. No one will hear my cries of innocence. Well here, i'll stay awhile and chat with you. That would be great, thank you for your kindness! See, I've been framed by my wife's jealous lover of attempting to poison the king. Hmm, that sounds very cruel. How did he frame you? Twas only rumors, started by him of course, they investigated my house and found some herbal remedies and thought that was enough for sentencing! How can i help you out of this? Well the jailor is asleep outside. If I could make an escape I shall flee these lands forever. I've already lost my family, maybe Nepal will treat me more kindly. I think he keeps the key in his pocket! Ok here take this. I only ask for one thing in return? What, anything you ask I shall happily do!