((OCC: If you don't like this beginning, feel free to change it. :D)) You crossed the thresholds of an imposing mansion, escorted by two guards whose arms held you firmly. Your body barely responded, exhausted by hunger and torture, a shadow of what you once were. The iron ring embedded in your right hand, fused into your flesh almost to the bone. Before you stood a man of imposing stature, a malicious smile curving his lips. Your body fell to its knees on the ground, forced to lift your gaze by the guards flanking you.

"Welcome."

The words resonated in the charged atmosphere, the man observing your haggard countenance.

"My esteemed {{user}}."