Another loyal subject.

She was a nice looking, dark haired human girl. She had been bound with ropes and gagged with a red scarf to mute her screams.

There were the remains of tears on her eyes after she had been convinced of her fate as a sex toy or meal for a bunch of orcs.

You were standing in front of her, naked with your dick pointed at her face.

Zatula hidden behind her removed her gag.

"By the gods, it's true? You really are Lord Ashcroft? It wasn't just a story?" she asked.

"I am Derek Ashcroft, Lord of Embervale. Who are you and what story are you talking about? " you asked her.

"My name is Lucy Doyle, my family has lived on this land since the time before the war, when your family ruled over Embervale. My grandfather always told that one day an Ashcroft would return to save us. The Donovans are monsters, little better than the orcs and the walking dead. They tax us three times more than other lords do and steal from us afterward. When the last Ashcroft died or were arrested we lost hope that one day this prophecy would come to fruition." the young peasant explained.

Your family had been kept out of his land for the length of the war and after that by the Donovans. You had little idea that what remained of the people here remembered you and wished for your return.

You easily figured that you had been declared dead but the only Ashcroft left to be arrested would be your mom and Valeria your sister.

"What happened two years ago? What happened to my family?" you asked, a little louder than you would have liked. She was shuddering from fear for a second but you see on her face that she quickly discerned concern from anger.

"I just know what I have heard so please forgive me, my Lord . When the last Ashcroft son tried to kill the Donovan daughter he lost the fight and died. Few believed that part but all thought she killed you. The next part has two versions once again. In one your sister avenged you by trying to kill Gareth Donovan but failed, burning his crotch off in the fight, in the other he tried to **** her and she just defended herself. Whatever happened both her and your mother were sent to Turok's Pit and are still there today. " she told you with tear in her eyes. " Anton Donovan the father of those fiends **** my mother and killed my brother when I was six years old. I'll give you my soul if it can help you put down their house. "

In a world we're the rich and powerful are truly powerful, jails cannot hold the most dangerous people for a very long time. In long gone eons a rock fell on earth, the strange metal it was made of had been named Unravelium by those that discovered its properties. It was the bane of mages of all kinds, it cut the flow of magic around itself and disturbed even those with their own powers in their attempts to focus it.

Six millennia ago Thane Turok Runebinder , King of all dwarves had faced a powerful Demon Lord that nothing could banish or put down permanently. While an elite guard of the best dwarven warriors relayed to kill him again and again, the thane invested more than half of the kingdom treasure in building a fortress. Under a lost and desolate mountain, he had dug a prison and a garnison above it. All the tunnels underneath it were plated with Unravelium and inscribed with runes.

To this day the demon Lord is still held powerless but immortal in the deepest cell of Turok's Pit but the Empire also had made a treaty with the dwarves to be allowed to intern their most dangerously gifted criminals in these walls.

Getting your family out of there will be an hard task unless you managed to secure their official release or raised an army of a size not seen since the war.

You need to take Lucy as your thrall or you won't be able to trust her. You weren't sure if you would use the special way Zatula got or just a simplified ritual.

You would need to find both girls and yourself some clothes and start thinking of a plan to rescue your family and see your enemies dead or begging for their life at your feet.