Castle Maladil - RPG

[The Fifth]

Kenelm stepped lightly up to the dungeon, harp clenched in his hands. He found two others, his sister Calimiel and the servant Anna, hurriedly tending to the frightened, unkempt prisoners. Kenelm stopped abruptly, peering at the three Men, slightly curious, although not showing up in his sad eyes.

"What is this... ?" He asked softly. "Prisoners, in the dungeons of the Castle? There has been naught in here that I had known of." He drifted closer, kneeling down and placing a fingertip on an iron bar.

"And what brought you here?" Anna asked, although inside glad that Kenelm was here.

"There was a shout... Calimiel..." his voice trailed off, and he looked towards his sibling, who was helping Anna to take care of them. Although still curious as to why there were living people here, in the dungeons, of all things, he said not another word, and decided to comfort the piteous prisoners with the notes of his harp, sitting in a dank, dark corner of the cell, looking mostly at the lifeless bodies and moaning a woeful song.