Dark and gloomy, the dungeon is the ugly underbelly of the castle. A few torches line the black stone walls, throwing a meager light on the iron bars of the cells. The air is damp and still; the only disruptions are the occasional anguished moans and cries from the prisoners.
Dungeon, Inside Castle
guard
rat
I am a rat of the castle. I eat random food I see. I scare the queen in her quarters when I choose.
hello stranger , who are you Hello. I am a guard here. What about you? I am a rat living here. do you have some food ? I have some food, but it is for me. There is plenty for you to find. if you share it with me some , I can be a good company in here . I can spare some bread. thank you. do you want some information ? I can go everywhere and listen everyone. tell me Please let me know if anybody is speaking about breaking out. I need to know if they are getting near the king. if you want , I can kill them if they have intention to escape No violence, that is my job. but I know someone will try to kill you to escape. You share your food with me and I will pay back Fair enough. Go on and let me know what you see.