He was ruined.

Mason was awoken by a group of explorers that had been out during Horrouce's takeover. They returned to see that it was under new management. Explorers and his personal guard were all deep in the town, worshipping Coven. As they were leaving, they found him in the middle of the forest. Nobody had any idea how he'd gotten there.

As he looked around the empty trees, in the dark of night, Mason tuned out what his subordinates were telling him to fish his hand down the front of his pants to grab hold of his dick. Slowly at first, he started running his hand up and down the length, picking up speed in front of these explorers until he was thoroughly jerking his own brains out, bent forward in a sitting position and huffing and puffing.

He would be taken to the main town of Kokkinport -- wrapped in a tarp the whole journey (except for when he was being given food and drink) so that nobody had to see what he was doing to himself. After the three days of travel, he was unwrapped, covered in an untold number of loads, and no longer capable of controlling himself.

The witch named Coven had taken over Horrouce, but ultimately 3rd Lieutenant Mason Martinez fell to his own hand. S-several times. As they carted him back to the docks, he was barely comprehensible, and wanted nothing more to do than keep jerking himself silly -- jerking his own brains out.