In The Catacombs
The Dungeons
Only fear, pain, despair and death are eternal in this miserable place where the dredges of the Rivan society are confined, to eke out a subsistant living, that is if you can consider being caged up like a beast, living. Here the Rapist, the Child Murderer, the Arsonist lies alone, each in their own tiny bare stone cells either awaiting for their punishments or just starting to recognise the magnitude of their crimes but it is too late... much too late as their cries of sorrow and regret rings out like the cries of the damned. For many it will be the start of their all too long hellish existance before one of the Gods claimed them. The meagre sunlight straeming into here is not a right - just a priviledge and scarce enough of the prisoners will ever get to experience it once they found themselves here.
When you find yourself here, you cannot help wincing involuntarily at the horrible sounds emitting from the place - sounds that you would not care to think about even in the best of circumstance. While you are almost sure that the people in the Citadel do not practice torture, you begin to have some doubts...
Solitary Confinement
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The Long Forgotten
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The Catacombs
