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Prisons described with the help of Tazi, map coming soon <3 (photos for reference can be found under the icon!)

The prisons of Muat-Riya were a desolate labyrinth, suffocating in their darkness and dampness. Tunnels of rushing water wound through the earth, an endless network expanding the reach of the all-seeing eye.

These caverns were unending, a convoluted maze offering no escape. Cracks scarred the walls and holes punched through the ceilings, allowing the echoes of voices to drift through, mingling with the distant clattering of meager rations falling to the stone floor.

Machiavelli was easily found by the stench of a creature confined for far too long, the rancid odor of neglect and despair. His tangled mop of hair was a dismal mass, curled and unmoving in the farthest recesses of the dim light. There was no one left to perform for, no audience to captivate. His world had shrunk to the size of his cell, the darkness pressing upon him like a physical being.

Murderer.