The dungeon is filled with the same light of the enchanted torches. Cells line both walls and extend for what feels like miles. There are crates between each cell that store food and a change of clothes for the prisoners. You can hear trickles of water dropping in from the ceiling. It can be deafening at times.
Prisoners Cells, Dungeon
town baker
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.
I have a choice? the cheese pasties are my favorite but I have 70 different kinds of muffins, chocolate, peanut butter, blackberry, Just imagine Oh my, do you have any savory pastries? Like what? If I don't have it now, for you I will make Like a ham and cheese croissont.  Oh certainly  Oh wow, I never thought I would have such delctable things in here. how about a buiscuit with jelly Returns with a silver tray covered with savory biscuits, croissants ham and sausage a pot of fresh brewed coffee, and a crock of marmalade   Wow, how do they afford to feed the prisoners like this? I mean I am not complaining that looks heavenly it's not often that I serve the condemned, but when I am called, I'm honored to bring a tray fit for a King You are too kind sir. When I get out of here, I will surely be comming to your bakery for these *shoves food in mouth* Very kind words thank you but the guillotine awaits all who are condemned 