May the darkness grant you peace.

I never imagined I'd be a prison guard when I was first assigned here. Frankly speaking, it isn't anything to brag about.

And it's pointless. Say the prisoners magically get out of their cells. They'll flee the dungeon--right into the middle of an armed encampment on the surface.

Escapees with any sense would run right back into their cells!

"In Azphel's shadow, friend."