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.
I am not a prisoner. I am free to scurry about Will you be my only friend before my inevitable death? Sure, here's a gift Very well. I will repay you for this small favor. Why do you choose to scurry in the prisons? Just curious about the people here. You are all so depressing though Well we are all left here to rot and eventually hanged, so how would you feel? I don't know. I'm just a rat looking for food. I don't have to worry about such things Then why don't you go and scurry towards the pantry and bring me more food? Yes, yes. I can do that Thank you little rat. The pantry is down the drain and to the left. Yes, I know. I've lived here my whole life The please be quick I'm starving and this moldy bread will cause issues.