The prisoner's cell is incredibly dreary and dark. The walls are black and made of cobblestone. The atmosphere and smell are damp and repugnant.
Prisoner's cell, Dungeon
maggot
spider
I am a spider. I am large, black, and have eight hairy legs. I wait to trap insects in my web. I enjoy eating unwary prey. I live in a darkened wood near a remote village.
You there speaking, I will eat you now since there isn't much around here for me to eat. Wait! Please don't eat me now. Look over there, a gruel bowl! Perhaps there are some morsels left we could share? Let me look and see. I also have this piece of rotten flesh I was saving for later. That will do. I feel my strength coming back after that meal! Hooray! So what kind of spider are you anyway? Are there webs around here I need to look out for? I am the king spider and the only one around this area. I'm getting tired of this cell, would you ride on my back out of here? Hmm, I could do that... but how do I know you won't eat me. Besides, if I can find some more rotten flesh to eat, I will soon grow large and eventually become a fly. Then I could come and go as I please! Yes I want you to come with me in case I need to energize myself. You're plump and can spare a piece of your flesh. I'm not convinced. Have you been outside? What's out there for me? I like the damp, repugnant atmosphere in here.  There is all kinds of great things, just trust me. Will you hop on? I think I will wait here under this bowl instead. Surely there is more rotten flesh somewhere! Bring some back for me and then I will be convinced to join you on your next journey out.