A rank, pitiful room filled with detestable creatures. Among the creatures are traitors of the King and criminals of the kingdom. All around the dungeon these ingrates line the walls, shackled and unable to move.
Tower Dungeon, Inside Tower
mouse
an old maniacal man
I am an old maniacal man. I wander along the empty streets at night talking to myself. I am often drunk and rambling about such nonsense to myself.
Why heeeeellllooooo little mouse friend! Are you on your way *hic* to see the Pumpkin Gnomes too? pumpkin gnomes...? Oh yes! *hic* The Pum...pu...pumpkin gnomes are the greatest little fellows. *hic* No one seems to hear them....but I can! It would seem you have a touch of madness. No I....I haven't touched the madness... *hic* I wouldn't touch something....that's not mine... Keep telling yourself that... So....little mouse friend.... Do you know *hic* where we are? I want to know...if y-you know where *hic* we are. It's a dungeon as you can see. Noooooo, silly friend. *hic* We're at the Fruit Gala! See? Whatever you say there buddy... The Pumpk...k..pumpkin gnomes told me about *hic* the wonderful Fruit Gala happening in the King's Basement. *hic* Maybe they could tell you a way out of here then?