Castillion, Vornair – G’day readers Kyle Coin world traveler, and prison connoisseur here. I write after adventuring into the heart of Vornair, into the capital of Zylphania. I have landed in prison elsewhere for nefarious and misgiving situations: impersonating a priest in Thearyn and disguising as a tax collector in Fortuna come to mind; which is quite difficult when there is only one citizen. Today, it was for kicking the soapbox of Aerus Morningray, who was fanatically rambling about securing titles and needing donations from Zylphania patrons to help create a “New Dawn”.
Guards with uniformed cloaks were posted outside, the cloaks evergreen color turning black in the darkness. Although the cell could hold five it was spacious, with room to fit an easel. The amenities were humble with actual pillows and used bedding. With such hospitality, even Duke Bombastus visited, while there he painted as he declared ‘happy little ‘staches’ on seemingly thousands of self-portraits. I enjoyed the company for a time, I think Duke Bombastus was more grateful for it, as he could hide from responsibilities. The food was warm and considerate coming straight from the ducal estate kitchen. Activities were few; however, the Solarium was right above the cellroom so the conversations were fantastic. Near check-out, I even received a survey form asking how the stay was to help create informed, dispassionate policies.
Overall I would rate the Dungeon of Castillion at 3 out of 4 stars. Would visit again!
Verdict: Above Average.