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
craftsman
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.
Please! Will you assist me? I am in urgent need of help  who are you? I am a prisoner in this dungeon but I assure you of my innocence  anyone locked up would say that, what proof do you have I can offer you no proof, good sir, but my family back at home will swear for my fealty to the King  i am a simple craftsman i can offer no aid Then may I make so bold as to ask what YOU are doing here?  i am here to build a wall for this meek and horrid prison Walls do not always keep people out, you know! Can you not have a little compassion?  i do not understand what you want of a simple working man, theyll have my head They are going to have mine very soon .. have mercy!  what would i even be able to do