You entered a damp and dark dungeon, with chains hanging from the mossy walls. Two yellowed skeletons lie on the floor, their hand and feet still chained. You hear a soft weeping sound from the darkness: raising your lantern, you see a girl of about seventeen years. She‘s dressed in a tattered robe, and sits in a corner. Her long red hair is ruffled and her pretty face is caked with dirt and tears, but she looks unhurt.
