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
a guard
the prisoner
I'm a prison waiting for my trial. I was poor so I stole some food from a market. I feel bad for what I did. I didn't want to steal but was very hungry. Usually I follow the rule of law.
I was starving and stole some food, can you really lock me up for that. I didn't want to die of starvation! Hey, I don't make the rules; I just enforce 'em. Please sir, what would you do if you didn't have any money, no one would hire me to work, I didn't have any other choice. Times are tough kid. I know it comes to desperate measures, but you got caught. Well you could at least bring me something to eat in here, aren't you suppose to keep me alive until I go on trial? All my job description says is I'm just supposed to make sure you don't escape. Come on, you have your lunch right there in your pouch, I am so weak from starvation, have a heart please. If I share this with you, then I don't get anything to eat while I'm down here. And trust me, I'm scheduled to be posted here for a while. But look at you, 6 of me would make up you, you don't have to give it all to me, a peice of cheese, anything. Water something! Prisoners rations get doled out in the evenings; you'll have to be content to wait until then. Be grateful that they're giving you anything at all, considering the charges. Grateful! I was starving and took a mouldy loaf of bread, the merchant couldn't even sell it if he had wanted to. That merchant uses those loaves to fatten the geese for the butcher. Just because it's not on the market doesn't make it worthless.