The slave quarters are a dark and foul smelling stone room where men are chained shoulder to shoulder against one another until work needs to be done.   There's a large bucket of slop that comes through and the slaves are allowed to feed themselves briefly.
Slave quarters, Inside Tower
prisoner
police
I am a policeman in charge of maintaining order in a bad neighborhood. I arrest others who challenge my authority. I make sure to demand a high salary for the dangerous work I do.
No argument there, pal! Do you know about my history? I know about the roomful of heads.  ok how did you end up working in the slave quarters No-one else would do it :(  No it because you are a loser like me  But I'm the loser on the right side of the bars, fool! well spoken.If you hadn't realize i was role playing I would have shot you and lied you were trying to escape  Wait, we're .. role playing?! No idiot! I have permission to shoot to kill, you know! You have permission to be a loser like me