The lead beastman holding a rough, worn map of the royal prison approached Kent.
"Respected master," he began, bowing his head briefly. "We've identified three potential entry points. One near the abandoned watchtower in the north, another by the west wall where the river bends, and a third that leads under the whitewood tree on the east side. It's the least guarded section and closest to the prison cells." His finger hovered over the map, tracing the routes with a practiced eye.
Kent studied the map carefully, eyes narrowing as he visualized the scene. "Excellent," he said, nodding in approval. "But remember, we're going to use only one. The whitewood tree is our main route. It's far enough from prying eyes and easy to conceal. I want a tunnel dug from here," he pointed at the tree, "straight to the base of the eastern prison wall."
The beastman nodded, following Kent's instructions with intense focus.