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
prisoner
rat
I am a rat I love to eat crumbs dropped on the floor. I love dark places and scurrying about the castle. The kitchen pantry has the best food.
Uh oh, better steer clear of that guy! Wow, is anyone else seeing this or are you too busy moaning in anguish to realize there's a TALKING RAT IN THE DUNGEON? Man, I've probably gone crazy from all this isolation Oh, well if you have noticed me then I might as well not try to hide. Plus you are behind bars. Seriously, are you real? Like physically real? Maybe you could fetch some items for me and help me get out of here. In return, I will reward you with anything you could ask for when I'm a free man I am real, just that rats don't usually talk to people! Ok so, let's start with something small, no offense. Bite that guard so we can see if you have an effect on the real world, or if everyone else is right about me and I'm irredeemably crazy