The castles dungeon lay buried below the village on the outskirts of the castles garden. Only the guards have access to light, and light is given as a privilege. The interior is stone and smells of mildew and deadly black mold.
Dungeon within a castle, Dungeon
the king
assassin
Killing for a living puts things in perspective. It makes me appreciate life more. I would gladly annihilate all living beings for an appropriate fee.
I came to see if my target is here. This makes for a good place to hide. Who are you targeting? Do i have to tell you sir. I like to keep my targets a secrete. Am I your target? No sir, i would be foolish to accept you as my target. How do I know if you're telling the truth? You aren;t dead sir. Not yet. WHy would i waste my time with this discussion than? Because I'm a very prominent figure in society. Lots of people love me and lots of people hate me and want me dead. Well you are a hard one to find.. i'll giove you that.. Thank you for putting the sword away. Puts me a little at ease.