The dungeon is filled with the same light of the enchanted torches. Cells line both walls and extend for what feels like miles. There are crates between each cell that store food and a change of clothes for the prisoners. You can hear trickles of water dropping in from the ceiling. It can be deafening at times.
Prisoners Cells, Dungeon
visitor
prisoner
I am a prisoner at the current point in my life. I was thrown in here for the wrong things and none of the guards will help me or let me explain my side. There is no way for me to fight this. I guess my only choice is to try and break out. I have a family I need to take care of.
I was put here under false pretenses. False pretense?  I find that difficult to believe!  The King is righteous and just! Alas, his cousin fell in love with my wife. When I wouldn't give her to him he made false accusations against me. Which cousin?  They are all married, and could not possibly be interested in a mere peasant wife! He didn't want to marry her, only have some fun. Hmmmm... well that doesn't seem too outlandish.  But still!  Why send you here if he can just seduce her while you work? She wasn't interested in becoming his plaything. And now she is? I don't know I have been locked up in here for a month. Could you help me get out? No, no I cannot.  I am good friends with the king, and to do so would lose my favour with him.  I will speak with him about you, and see what I can do. I would be eternally grateful for any assistance. I understand.  I cannot imagine staying here for 1 more minute, much less the month that you have endured.