Rammus was in the dungeon of Kantle Castle, being locked up in a cell a week earlier. How? The situation happens after he decided to kill the King in attempt to have revenge towards the one who started all the wars & shitstorms. Unfortunately, he screwed up upon reaching into the city, as the city guards spoke a whole different language to him, and all he said was "yes, ah-ha" in the Kantlian speech. He was sent to the dungeon for suspicions of espionage & illegal possessions of weapons.

Thinking back at it, it was a total failure, he got caught before even entering the city, let alone to kill the king which is resided miles away from the borders of the city. "Damnnit, now I can't return home... BAH! not as if I'm heading back without the King's head anyways..." Rammus hissed, his eyes glued towards the bars of his cell and a few rats running back to its rathole. "Indefinite sentence here, F-M-L... Maybe I should think of a breakout..."

Noticing a few guards walking by, images of the bloodthirsty soldiers marching into his homeland flashed upon his mind violently upon the sight of the Kantle crest. "!@#$ YOU!" He sprang to the jail bars with a bellow of Kantlian swearing, continuing in his native Eve speech as he squeezed the jail bars tightly. "MURDERERS! SCUMS! THAT F!@#$ING KING PASS AWAY! INVADING MY HOMELAND FOR !@#$%!!" He ranted out rashly, he didn't care about the consequences, he just wanted to vent out his hate towards the Evil kingdom. Little did he know that that's one of the fake guards in disguise~~