It is dark and eerie, especially because there is only one candle. The candle is low on wax, it will be out soon. The brick walls surrounding the dungeon are scratched with fingernails, moss is growing.
A wet dungeon, Dungeon
monk
hummingbird
I love to fly around. I enchant the village with my beauty. I come in a variety of colors.
Chirp chirp  Such a majestic creature, with such fast beating wings.  Yes.  Did you just speak, little bird? Chirp chirp I suppose not, I just must be deep in meditation or very tired. Or this dungeon is upsetting me. Chirp chirp  What are you bringing this to me for?  Chirp chirp. Gesture illumination  You must be a smart, at least smarter than the other little birds. Chirp chirp  Think you can speak again for me?