The torture storage room is a well organized room of equipment, there are lashes and cat-o-nine tails hanging from the wall, several malicious devices covered by tarp. There is a iron maiden on a dolly, some clubs for plainly breaking thigh bones in one corner, along with jars of thumbscrews, boxes or pins and a big table with ropes and a crank that stretches people until they are really uncomfortable
Torture equipment storage room, Dungeon
prisoner
person
The humans walking around. I am one of them. A head, 2 arms, and two legs. No tail!
What are you doing down here, prisoner? I reject you calling me a prisoner. I was framed and I did nothing wrong. It is not fair! What did you do? You obviously did something to end up here! I did absolutely nothing and no one will listen to me. Will you help me please? If you tell me what they say you did then maybe I could First of all, and mind you I didn't do anything wrong, how was I supposed to know it was the king's niece? It not like she wears a sign around her neck.  What happened to her? There, is that a better way of asking? Yes, she is a delightful, appropriately aged girl, that happened to be in a closet at the same time I was. See, I told you I was innocent. Do they plan to torture you to death in this place here? I don't plan on staying around long enough to find out! Just help me get these shackles off. I cannot do that. If I do, they will take my head too! No one is watching. Here just put this on for a minute. Don't even give it a second thought.