An ancient crypt. It has several , almost countless crypts of royal relatives. Paintings on the wall depict the fallen dead. Family swords, personal weapons decorated the tombs. It is dank, lit by torches on the walls, led to by a stone staircase. The chill of ancient death permeates the air.
Basement, Inside Castle
kings
servant
I am a servant in a large house. I clean dishes and help the rich people get dressed. I live under the house in a cozy little room and I have lots to eat. My job is pretty good.
Yes sire, down at the end nearest your grandfather's tomb. Shall we investigate? I swear, it smells of death in here. I was thinking it might be that dead rat, but I suspect after what you have heard it may be something more fierce. It sounds to me like something very large is shifting about back there. But, where are your guards? Shouldn't they be with us? I've sent for them, but it make take them a few minutes. I think we can safely investigate until they arrive. As you wish sire, do you at least have a weapon, just in case? I have my sword here, cast in the finest metals, that can take off the head of man or beast in one swipe. Are you armed as well? Yes sire, I have my trusty dagger right here in my belt. Shall we proceed? Take one of the torches off the wall, too. Tell me again the nature of the noise you heard? It sounds like something heavier than a horse moving around and growling at times. Oh dear! If it's growling, it must be some type of beastie, I fear. They can carry disease and have big, powerful jaws. Perhaps we should tread with caution. We almost there my king, right over there. Perhaps we can go a little furhter and have a peek. Here - you step forward but use this shield. Do you see anything?