The torture storage room is a well organized room of equipment, there are lashes and cat-o-nine tails hanging from the wall, several malicious devices covered by tarp. There is a iron maiden on a dolly, some clubs for plainly breaking thigh bones in one corner, along with jars of thumbscrews, boxes or pins and a big table with ropes and a crank that stretches people until they are really uncomfortable
Torture equipment storage room, Dungeon
person
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.
Psssssst, person...do you want to try to bust out of here? Yes, of course!  But we must be very careful... the guards are just outside. *whispering*  We certainly don't want them using any of this stuff on us!!!  *gesturing at the torture equipment*!! No, we don't... but we need a good solid plan.  Have you noticed when they switch shifts yet? Seems to be at sunup and sundown...The ones on the night shift seem a bit stupider, plus it would be best to make our escape under cover of darkness.  Any ideas on how to get these shackles off? No, but I do need to deliver news of your condition to the Queen, her interest in you is rather, um, disturbing.  When I come back I can steal the keys from the head guard. News of my condition?  What do you mean, friend?  I need to get out of here to care for my family! She wants to ensure that you are alive and well... but only until she can safely get down here to deal with you herself.   OK, she's the one that threw me in here though, and no one will listen to my side of the story!  I'm trusting you, new friend, as I have no other choice. What happened?  She has threatened anyone who even knows of you to death if they mention you are here!  Even your family! She came to my hut in the middle of the night with her two guards and had them pull me from the bed with my wife and brought me here and locked me up, not allowing me to say anything in my own defense.  I've done nothing wrong, new friend. We must get you out of here, then.  Had you met her before?