Overlord 2 Mistresses

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Chapter 1 – The Netherworld

There was a hazy image. It wasn´t exactly clear what it was, and neither was the fact who did the perceiving. There was mainly pain. After that, there was mainly darkness. That was quite an improvement, to be honest.

When there was a hazy image for the second time, things had slightly improved. This time some more information made it through, such as the little yellow lights all over the image.

There also seemed to be joyful sounds. And there seemed to be a dark form, approaching her through the yellow lights. The voice didn´t seem. The voice was there, loud and clear, even if it sounded like it came from underwater – muffled and gurgling in a strange way.

'I see it´s awake,' the voice spoke with a quite depressed tone.

'Not it! Her!' sounded another, far more cheerful voice. This voice was similar to the watery voice. 'Is female. Like Mistresses!'

'But this no Mistress,' a second cheery voice chittered. 'This more like trash rats… tangly and fluffy and wet.'

'But this one not wet from blood.'

'No, this one wet from water.' Several voices giggled with this.

'Then we call her Trashrat Mistress!' New giggling. But it stopped when another voice came into the conversation.

'No. You´ll call her Jinx.'

Jinx sat up and, not sure if she should be angry or not, wiped her short black hair from her eyes. It was still wet, so she couldn't be out of the water for long.

Now she could see she was surrounded by several small creatures with brown skin, large bat-like ears and equally large, glowing yellow eyes. Some distance away was another one, with a rubbery bluish skin and webbed ears. He wore a dark, hooded cloak and held a large scythe. She recognized the silhouette she'd seen on top of the rocks.

'You're the one who fished me from the river!'

'Yes, Mortis did!' one of the brown creatures chittered. 'He did good job. Now we bring her to Gnarl, yes?'

Jinx quickly looked about her. 'Gnarl? What? Err… come to think of it, what are you, exactly?'

But it was useless. Before she could even think of getting to her feet, the creatures had gotten hold of her. They were far stronger than they looked and before long they had hauled her, struggling and all, onto their shoulders. They carried her along a rocky trail, which after a while revealed itself to lead to the edge of a gigantic chasm. Jinx stretched her neck and saw, over the shoulders of the creature in front of her, that the abyss was miles deep, if it had a bottom at all. They were in a cave, large enough to house hundreds of even the mightiest palaces of the Glorious Empire.

There seemed to be at least one palace housed here, but not in the traditional way. In the middle of the vast void a stalactite jabbed down. Jinx estimated its length to be around two kilometres. The humongous protruding rock was surrounded by an aura of light streaming from thousands of tiny, pinprick-like windows and a larger gate halfway down its length. Hundreds of streams of molten lava flowed down over the outside, into the heart of the world.

Someone lived in that stalactite. And it was quite obvious that someone wielded a lot of power.

Gradually her view had become clearer and the haziness had passed. She could now see that the creatures holding her were clad in various pieces of armour and other clothes, all the way from helmets seemingly belonging to Empire soldiers to ragged tuque hats. There was even one with an ancient withered brown pumpkin with eye-holes on his head.

She began to recognize these creatures. She'd heard descriptions of them, long ago. She couldn't remember so well at the moment, but she would..

More importantly, they were still carrying her to the abyss. She continued her struggle. 'You were going to bring me to someone! Don't throw me in there!'

One of them looked back at her, his sharp but small teeth bared in a cheerful grin. 'No worries, Jinxie! Not yet, that is.'

'Not 'fore Gnarl makes decision,' another spoke up.

'Oh, that's really great,' Jinx sighed. The abyss kept coming closer. Eventually the horde marched up a last steep flight of stairs to a plateau surrounded by sharp rocks, looking out over the upside-down tower and the entire void. It wasn't until then that Jinx noticed the floating rock.

It was round, with a flat top and a diameter of several meters. A few rough stalactites made up the bottom. It swayed slightly, like a docked boat, and it was undeniably floating. Jinx stared at it. 'Magic,' she whispered.

'Oh yes,' the creature wearing the pumpkin grinned. 'What else?'

She realized something else. 'Is that the same thing that healed my leg?'

'No. Was just Mortis.'

'Oh.'

Once aboard the floating rock, the strange vehicle departed immediately. It held a swaggering course, more or less in the direction of the tower. Jinx was still in the grip of the brown creatures. So she couldn't peer over the edge to see how deep the gorge exactly was, but she wasn't too sure if she wanted to know at all. Eventually, after a short eternity of swaggering and swaying above a certain death, the rock slowed and stopped at the edge of a protruding platform jutting from the tower, close to the large gate she'd seen earlier.

While they carried her onto the platform and through the gigantic gate into the tower, Jinx didn't know where to look. On both sides of her there were three pairs of armoured creatures, looking considerably neater than the ones holding her. Further on, an immense blue glow shone on the high ceiling, surrounded by ragged red banners. Jinx noticed she wasn't afraid at all. This seemed more like a distant memory than a threat. And..

'They call you Minions, isn't it? I remember the tales of Lord Vessperion. Murdering and looting across the Old Lands with you at his side..'

The creatures visibly righted their backs. The one wearing the tuque hat looked back at her, a wide grin plastered across his face. 'You remember well! But quiet now. This is throne room.'

Jinx looked up. They were directly beneath the blue light on the ceiling now, and she could see it flowed from a slowly revolving crown of black stone spikes. It seemed to be some sort of magical portal. Straight ahead of them was a large throne, draped in blood-red cushions and surrounded by two broad lava flows slowly dripping to the floor. The effect was impressive. But the throne was empty.

There was, though, a figure sitting on the flight of stairs leading towards it. He was intently looking at the floor. Jinx followed his gaze. There, beneath the portal, was an opening in the floor where images were being projected in a pool of hazy mist.

The Minions put her down. Jinx didn't know why, but she didn't feel the need to run away.

The figure studying the images raised his head. He was a Minion too, but he had a grey skin and wore a rough cloak over his hunched body. Above his arched back hung a glowing rock on a stick.

The front Minion saluted briefly. 'Greet, Gnarl. Mortis fished her from river. What to do with her?'

The old Minion, Gnarl, looked at her for a moment. Jinx was shocked at the intensity of his gaze. He seemed to X-ray her in five seconds, and give her the additional feeling he'd seen similar things thousands of times before. This was one Minion with experience.

'I've got no idea how you managed to survive the river, human,' he spoke, 'but you won't survive much longer.' He addressed the brown Minions with an amused smile. 'Get rid of her and save the entrails for Quaver. Maybe he'll stop annoying me if he can make that harp of his.'

The brown Minion nodded and turned to face Jinx. He wasn't grinning that wide anymore.

With her slowly returning memories of what she knew about the Minions, that seemed strange, because although she knew little of them she did know they loved murder. She managed to stop the quivering of her lips long enough to utter a question. 'Why is the throne empty, Gnarl?'

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The elder Minion had already turned back to the images in the mist pool and only had the time to look up. It was another Minion who answered her. 'We waiting for new Master. Young Sayron lives with us in Netherworld for thirteen years, proving himself now.' Then he leaped towards her, his lust for blood not in the least lessened by the fact his weapon was a blunt pitchfork.

Jinx jumped to the side and ducked. The Minion flew over her head and landed some distance away on the stone floor of the throne room. Some others hurried to obey Gnarl´s command, but only one of them – the one wearing the tuque hat – managed to grab hold of Jinx and wrapped his arms around her neck. She barely prevented him from slitting her throat or breaking her neck. 'So there´s no Overlord of this tower,' she choked out. She was aware of the fact that Gnarl was now very carefully dividing his attention between the mist pool and her struggle with a now growing number of Minions.

'And if there will be one, he´s only just proven himself. Won´t it be useful…' She panted when breathing became more difficult and she prevented a knife from reaching her vital organs at the same time, '…to have someone else around?'

'A slave?' Gnarl mused with one and a half eyes on the images, wondering why she wasn´t dead yet but also considering her offer. 'It´d be a beginning…'

Even now all sorts of things inside of Jinx rebelled against the word ´slave´ - slaves were barely people at all, she couldn´t be one! – but even that would be better than death. She was very stubborn when it came to dying. 'You´re working on a new Dark Domain, aren´t you?' She was talking very fast now, all the while fencing off the Minions. 'Like the old days? Vessperion?'

Now Gnarl looked at her with a pondering yellow eye. 'You know his name? I thought he´d been removed from every writing in this Empire-ridden world.'

'I know his name,' she confirmed, holding the Minions on her back still for a split second – long enough to see the images in the mist pool. There, in a white haze, walked an immense man wearing heavy armour and a crowned helmet, hiding his entire face save his smouldering orange eyes. He carried a large axe and was travelling through a snowy landscape, accompanied by fifteen or so Minions.

'Why…' she gasped for breath and was forced to spin around, still trying to pry the Minion from her throat, 'why did you let him live with you for all those years? He´s not just another candidate, is he?'

Now she had Gnarl´s attention. 'Hm. Maybe I´ve underestimated you. You´re not the average human wench.' He nodded towards the Minions. 'Let go of her, you fleabags. Conversations are slightly easier without one of the talkers fighting for their life.'

To Jinx´ enormous, but hopefully well hidden relief the Minions immediately let go and slid off her back. Some of them seemed disappointed, but others briefly tipped their helmets and, in one case, tuque hat. It was as if they´d expected they wouldn´t be asked to kill her after all…

Jinx walked out from amongst them and towards Gnarl, rubbing her throat. Surprisingly enough, she almost didn't have any real wounds. She was sore all over, but there were only a few cuts on her back that were actually bleeding.

The Minions that had attacked her walked along, but she didn't feel threatened. She furiously wondered why. But she knelt down next to Gnarl anyway and looked at the moving images of the would-be-Overlord. She waited for Gnarl to speak. It didn't take long.

'It is true, he´s not the average candidate. We shouldn´t have kept one of those with us for all those years,' he chuckled, reliving fond memories of what had become of lesser candidates. 'No, Sayron´s something different altogether. It isn´t very difficult to recognize his eyes. We have him from Nordberg. No idea how he got there though.'

'A son?' Jinx asked.

Gnarl bared his sharp, irregular teeth in a grin. 'As I said, it wasn´t very difficult to see. His eyes and character betray him. True evil runs in the blood and I saw it immediately. By the way,' he pondered, 'I´ve got the same thing with you now, strangely… It´s like I´ve seen you before…' He stared straight at her for a few seconds and Jinx shivered slightly. Those large, yellow eyes of them were something she needed to get used to.

'Anyway,' the elder Minion shrugged while abruptly turning back to the mist pool, 'we haven´t had a proper Master for far too long. The New Lands have never felt Evil´s iron grip – time to do something about it!'

Jinx looked at the future Overlord as well. He´d found a camp of seal hunters in the meantime, and he and his Minions were busy with what they did best. 'Stupid peasants,' she muttered. 'No backbone whatsoever and the loyalty of carrots.' Indeed some of the hunters had thrown themselves at Sayron´s feet.

'Well spoken,' Gnarl chuckled with his eyes on Sayron. 'Smash those igloos, Master!' he suddenly yelled. 'Otherwise you´ll be standing knee-deep in hunters!'

Clearly there was some kind of connection with the outside world, because the future Overlord turned and, with mighty blows from his axe, shattered the igloos, destroying the hideouts for the surviving hunters in the process. 'Good one, Gnarl,' his voice resounded. 'Though I´m standing knee-deep in them anyway.'

'At least they´re very dead,' the old Minion grinned. He seemed to re-notice Jinx. Flappy dunk online. 'All right, you´re hired. If you don´t satisfy, your entrails are on their way to Quaver´s harp. Let Kniff fly you back with the floating rock and go clean out the barracks.'

The brown Minion wearing the tuque hat jumped, grabbed her arm with a sharp-clawed little hand and dragged her along. Behind her she heard Gnarl again, giving Sayron his advice, and she pondered the fact that the elder Minion was, for this moment at least, the driving force behind the new Dark Domain.

'Kniff,' she started, and her Minion looked up at her, 'did he advise Lord Vessperion as well?'

Kniff nodded. 'Yea, and many ´fore him. Gnarl is most oldest Minion here.'

'Hmm.' Jinx through about it. She suddenly was out of the boring upper world and into the action, in the churning start of a newborn empire… if she saw things right. And she had already made her profit: she was still alive to see it all.

So Gnarl had been advisor to all those Dark Lords. Especially in the beginning, with young and uncertain Lords, he was the brain… and at the moment the Overlord was young and uncertain..

'Up there are Master´s private quarters,' Kniff informed her when they´d reached the jutting platform with the floating rock again. The Minion pointed up, to a collection of larger, elongated windows high up in the tower, all ablaze with light. 'We not supposed to come there.'

'How come? Sayron hasn´t got anything to say about the tower yet.' It hadn´t been very hard to see that the future Overlord hadn´t actually seen the tower from the inside yet. He had to get inside through the blue portal on the ceiling, and he could only do so if the Netherworld accepted him as Overlord. 'He doesn´t live there yet. Let´s take a look.' Jinx tested her decision by taking a few steps along the platform. There wasn´t an answer from Kniff, so she stopped and asked: 'How do we get there, exactly?'

Behind her, she heard Kniff give a small chuckle and a heartbeat later, he´d grabbed her arm again. He was in for it. That meant she was right. This was interesting. As long as an Overlord hadn´t proven himself, his will didn´t mean much to his Minions…

The small Minion with the tuque hat led her from the platform and into a tunnel curving its way along the outer walls. They soon were ascending some stairs and Jinx could see a blue light again; they were directly above the throne, on a balcony overseeing the large hall and the mist pool where Gnarl was still busy. Jinx and Kniff hurried even further up until they´d reached the very back of the throne room and a steep, spiraling staircase.

It seemed to go on forever. Kniff ran up the steps fast enough, but Jinx had soon concluded that this staircase was designed to be the first line of defence for the Overlord´s privacy.

'Kniff,' she panted.

The Minion looked back. 'Yea?'

'The Netherworld… is ablaze with magic.'

'Yea. Will grow when Master gets here.'

She huffed. 'But the Empire… condemns magic. It´s a… tool of…' She wanted to say, ´evil´.

That was quite true. But it wasn´t what she meant. The Empire made it look like magic was unnatural, but it wasn´t. The floating rock, the mist pool, the portal on the ceiling… they all fit into the picture, they were where they should be. Part of the world. In sharp contrast to some of the Empire´s contraptions, like those Sentinels… Jinx shivered while thinking about them.

'Magic´s normal,' Kniff announced from three windings above her. And that was it, in his opinion.

Jinx smiled to herself. She liked the way the Minion looked at things.

After another short eternity on the winding stairs she finally set foot on solid rock again.

Kniff was loyally waiting for her. 'So this…' she struggled to get hold of her breathing again, 'is the private quarters?'

In front of them was a large… well, cave. There was clearly work in progress. All over the walls, Minions were at work, hacking and polishing with surprising speed. The floor was full of debris. In the middle of the room, work was started on some kind of hollowing, like a pool. Traces of mosaic were visible among the dust and shards of rock. Shimmering light of torches and fire bowls illuminated the rough, half polished walls.

Kniff walked out in front of her and greeted the working Minions. 'Much to be done. Tower still young, far from ready…'

Jinx looked about her in curiosity. She could see much beauty was hiding underneath the rough walls. Beyond a large, half blocked arch of rock lay another room, but Kniff walked past it. He clearly knew that really was forbidden terrain.

In the corner of her eye, Jinx caught a glimpse of a fiery glow and she turned her head. From round the corner, a lava flow illuminated its surroundings and she approached it. Soon she saw her path was leading her to the outer wall of the tower, and another trail that led along the outside. She had a clear view of the entire void from here. From far above her head the stream of boiling lava threw itself into the immeasurable abyss. She walked along the balustrade. Still further ahead, a jutting balcony mirrored the platform far below her. Jinx walked towards it and leaned over the tip.

Below her, below the level of the throne room, hundreds of floating rocks tumbled around the tower in some sort of slow-motion, like asteroids in orbit. In the distance, foaming rivers and streams of lava traced their way along the outer walls of the Netherworld into the very heart of the planet.

'If I´d known something this amazing was directly beneath my feet…' Jinx whispered. 'If I´d known magic looked like this…' The balustrade was the only thing between her and certain death, but she kept leaning further over it until she suddenly felt a familiar claw around her arm.

She turned to face Kniff. 'Don´t fall,' the Minion said with what could have been a concerned smile without all those pointy teeth.

He pulled her away from the edge and led her along the outside of the tower until there was a way inside again. The half-polished walls arched over them once more.

'This is magic room,' the Minion announced. 'Where Master´s spells will come.'
The magic room consisted of a deep well with a bridge halfway over it, and a second path curving its way around it. Jinx stepped on the bridge and looked down. In that depth, nothing was visible except a blinding white light. It was impossible to make out more. But she knew the well wasn´t connected to a lower level of the tower – another dimension was more likely.

Their path took them in a wide circle past another room with a pool of lava in it. It was to be removed, according to Kniff. This was the place where the Master would leave his commands regarding the design of his tower, for the Minions to take care of it.
From the lava pool, a path led away from the tower, over a bridge and to a separate building. Kniff wouldn´t say anything about it, just that it was part of an idea Gnarl was quite contented with.

They didn´t cross the bridge, returning to the first chamber with the working Minions instead. Kniff silently took her back to the winding stairs. Jinx tried to muster some courage – the way down had to be easier…

Come back to Spree. Walk to the gate in the back of the village (#1) - you'll get there turning left on the left side of the entrance (it's the second gate there to the left). The peasant there will tell you about a mysterious mistress and a castle being under siege. Open the gate and walk along the path until you see the castle on fire (#2). Come closer and kill the bugs to collect red life force - you'll need it for more reds. Call them now (there's a spawning pit in the alcove on your left) and send them to blow out the fire blocking your way. Walk further killing more bugs. A few raiders will attack you, too, so kill them.

Walk closer to the castle - you won't get in yet as the bridge is lifted. Turn right, get rid of those raiders and send your reds to break another fire barrier. Be prepared for more raiders to attack you, so just kill them first and then turn the wheel (#1) to lower the bridge and get into the castle. Now be careful as the castle is really under siege and more raiders will be coming out of everywhere (#2). Keep fighting them and remember that you can always come back to the spawning pit for more minions.

When the raiders are down you can go up the stairs - left or right to break things and collect this and that (#1). Downstairs, you'll see a wall of fire in front of the dungeon entrance - soon we'll come to that and fighting more raiders, too, but first - go to an opening to your right (#2), fighting the guys that will attack you. There you'll find brown spawning pit, teleport, mana pit and, around the corner, a tower object increasing your life force. Let your minions take it to the waypoint and to tower (and visit it yourself if you will).

If you've gone to tower, return to the castle now, kill some red bugs and call more reds from the spawning pit in the alcove on your left. Walk down to the dungeon (entrance across from the bridge) and - welcome to new area: Dungeons of Spree. Let's go left first. Send reds to deal with the fire and watch a short scene. Get ready for more fire barriers and raging raiders - let your reds show what they can! Break the first barrier and walk ahead until you meet some people locked in a cell and the mysterious lady in a separate one (#1). So you're there to set them free. Fight more raiders and loot the room properly. Further to your right there's some stuff and red life force (bugs) to collect, and next fire barrier to break (#2). Use your reds on it and let the guys free. Now you just have to find the luggage of your future mistress (!). Be gone then!

Come back to the first room and this time go right - to another fire barrier for reds to break. Watch out for the raiders again (#1). Fight them and take the stairs to the next firewall. Break it and go to a fireplace. Let reds throw their little fire balls across it to kill the enemies on the other side and break the next barrier. Repeat the operation by the next fireplace. Look around for the loot and replenish your minions from the spawning pits (take more reds). Walk upstairs to the wheel (#2) and turn it.

There's more raiders coming out from the gate you've just opened! But what do you have your red warriors for! - let them deal with the guys from a distance. Now enter the bloody gate downstairs (#1) which will lead you back around to the dungeon entrance. Kill some raiders and check your energy level as you'll need it soon. Use the blood pit in the middle of the corridor (#2) and call more minions from the spawning pits (the more reds the better). Now, let's talk to the boss!

You can position some reds up the stairs so they'll cover your back when you fight the big eye. Take your browns with you for a hand-to-hand fighting. Remember that new opponents will keep coming from the weirdo - a few fireballs straight in the eye should make it. Now you need 12 minions to transport the luggage you've just uncovered (#1). The lady will be so grateful that she will.. move into your place! Finally you've got someone to take care of your home while you're out doing business. Just check it out - first look around your throne. Go upstairs too, see - now you can arrange your little nest according to your taste: get some furniture and other facilities, and even pick the color of your cloak (#2) depending on your moods or simply to impress your folk!

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Chapter 1 – The Netherworld

There was a hazy image. It wasn´t exactly clear what it was, and neither was the fact who did the perceiving. There was mainly pain. After that, there was mainly darkness. That was quite an improvement, to be honest.

When there was a hazy image for the second time, things had slightly improved. This time some more information made it through, such as the little yellow lights all over the image.

There also seemed to be joyful sounds. And there seemed to be a dark form, approaching her through the yellow lights. The voice didn´t seem. The voice was there, loud and clear, even if it sounded like it came from underwater – muffled and gurgling in a strange way.

'I see it´s awake,' the voice spoke with a quite depressed tone.

'Not it! Her!' sounded another, far more cheerful voice. This voice was similar to the watery voice. 'Is female. Like Mistresses!'

'But this no Mistress,' a second cheery voice chittered. 'This more like trash rats… tangly and fluffy and wet.'

'But this one not wet from blood.'

'No, this one wet from water.' Several voices giggled with this.

'Then we call her Trashrat Mistress!' New giggling. But it stopped when another voice came into the conversation.

'No. You´ll call her Jinx.'

Jinx sat up and, not sure if she should be angry or not, wiped her short black hair from her eyes. It was still wet, so she couldn't be out of the water for long.

Now she could see she was surrounded by several small creatures with brown skin, large bat-like ears and equally large, glowing yellow eyes. Some distance away was another one, with a rubbery bluish skin and webbed ears. He wore a dark, hooded cloak and held a large scythe. She recognized the silhouette she'd seen on top of the rocks.

'You're the one who fished me from the river!'

'Yes, Mortis did!' one of the brown creatures chittered. 'He did good job. Now we bring her to Gnarl, yes?'

Jinx quickly looked about her. 'Gnarl? What? Err… come to think of it, what are you, exactly?'

But it was useless. Before she could even think of getting to her feet, the creatures had gotten hold of her. They were far stronger than they looked and before long they had hauled her, struggling and all, onto their shoulders. They carried her along a rocky trail, which after a while revealed itself to lead to the edge of a gigantic chasm. Jinx stretched her neck and saw, over the shoulders of the creature in front of her, that the abyss was miles deep, if it had a bottom at all. They were in a cave, large enough to house hundreds of even the mightiest palaces of the Glorious Empire.

There seemed to be at least one palace housed here, but not in the traditional way. In the middle of the vast void a stalactite jabbed down. Jinx estimated its length to be around two kilometres. The humongous protruding rock was surrounded by an aura of light streaming from thousands of tiny, pinprick-like windows and a larger gate halfway down its length. Hundreds of streams of molten lava flowed down over the outside, into the heart of the world.

Someone lived in that stalactite. And it was quite obvious that someone wielded a lot of power.

Gradually her view had become clearer and the haziness had passed. She could now see that the creatures holding her were clad in various pieces of armour and other clothes, all the way from helmets seemingly belonging to Empire soldiers to ragged tuque hats. There was even one with an ancient withered brown pumpkin with eye-holes on his head.

She began to recognize these creatures. She'd heard descriptions of them, long ago. She couldn't remember so well at the moment, but she would..

More importantly, they were still carrying her to the abyss. She continued her struggle. 'You were going to bring me to someone! Don't throw me in there!'

One of them looked back at her, his sharp but small teeth bared in a cheerful grin. 'No worries, Jinxie! Not yet, that is.'

'Not 'fore Gnarl makes decision,' another spoke up.

'Oh, that's really great,' Jinx sighed. The abyss kept coming closer. Eventually the horde marched up a last steep flight of stairs to a plateau surrounded by sharp rocks, looking out over the upside-down tower and the entire void. It wasn't until then that Jinx noticed the floating rock.

It was round, with a flat top and a diameter of several meters. A few rough stalactites made up the bottom. It swayed slightly, like a docked boat, and it was undeniably floating. Jinx stared at it. 'Magic,' she whispered.

'Oh yes,' the creature wearing the pumpkin grinned. 'What else?'

She realized something else. 'Is that the same thing that healed my leg?'

'No. Was just Mortis.'

'Oh.'

Once aboard the floating rock, the strange vehicle departed immediately. It held a swaggering course, more or less in the direction of the tower. Jinx was still in the grip of the brown creatures. So she couldn't peer over the edge to see how deep the gorge exactly was, but she wasn't too sure if she wanted to know at all. Eventually, after a short eternity of swaggering and swaying above a certain death, the rock slowed and stopped at the edge of a protruding platform jutting from the tower, close to the large gate she'd seen earlier.

While they carried her onto the platform and through the gigantic gate into the tower, Jinx didn't know where to look. On both sides of her there were three pairs of armoured creatures, looking considerably neater than the ones holding her. Further on, an immense blue glow shone on the high ceiling, surrounded by ragged red banners. Jinx noticed she wasn't afraid at all. This seemed more like a distant memory than a threat. And..

'They call you Minions, isn't it? I remember the tales of Lord Vessperion. Murdering and looting across the Old Lands with you at his side..'

The creatures visibly righted their backs. The one wearing the tuque hat looked back at her, a wide grin plastered across his face. 'You remember well! But quiet now. This is throne room.'

Jinx looked up. They were directly beneath the blue light on the ceiling now, and she could see it flowed from a slowly revolving crown of black stone spikes. It seemed to be some sort of magical portal. Straight ahead of them was a large throne, draped in blood-red cushions and surrounded by two broad lava flows slowly dripping to the floor. The effect was impressive. But the throne was empty.

There was, though, a figure sitting on the flight of stairs leading towards it. He was intently looking at the floor. Jinx followed his gaze. There, beneath the portal, was an opening in the floor where images were being projected in a pool of hazy mist.

The Minions put her down. Jinx didn't know why, but she didn't feel the need to run away.

The figure studying the images raised his head. He was a Minion too, but he had a grey skin and wore a rough cloak over his hunched body. Above his arched back hung a glowing rock on a stick.

The front Minion saluted briefly. 'Greet, Gnarl. Mortis fished her from river. What to do with her?'

The old Minion, Gnarl, looked at her for a moment. Jinx was shocked at the intensity of his gaze. He seemed to X-ray her in five seconds, and give her the additional feeling he'd seen similar things thousands of times before. This was one Minion with experience.

'I've got no idea how you managed to survive the river, human,' he spoke, 'but you won't survive much longer.' He addressed the brown Minions with an amused smile. 'Get rid of her and save the entrails for Quaver. Maybe he'll stop annoying me if he can make that harp of his.'

The brown Minion nodded and turned to face Jinx. He wasn't grinning that wide anymore.

With her slowly returning memories of what she knew about the Minions, that seemed strange, because although she knew little of them she did know they loved murder. She managed to stop the quivering of her lips long enough to utter a question. 'Why is the throne empty, Gnarl?'

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The elder Minion had already turned back to the images in the mist pool and only had the time to look up. It was another Minion who answered her. 'We waiting for new Master. Young Sayron lives with us in Netherworld for thirteen years, proving himself now.' Then he leaped towards her, his lust for blood not in the least lessened by the fact his weapon was a blunt pitchfork.

Jinx jumped to the side and ducked. The Minion flew over her head and landed some distance away on the stone floor of the throne room. Some others hurried to obey Gnarl´s command, but only one of them – the one wearing the tuque hat – managed to grab hold of Jinx and wrapped his arms around her neck. She barely prevented him from slitting her throat or breaking her neck. 'So there´s no Overlord of this tower,' she choked out. She was aware of the fact that Gnarl was now very carefully dividing his attention between the mist pool and her struggle with a now growing number of Minions.

'And if there will be one, he´s only just proven himself. Won´t it be useful…' She panted when breathing became more difficult and she prevented a knife from reaching her vital organs at the same time, '…to have someone else around?'

'A slave?' Gnarl mused with one and a half eyes on the images, wondering why she wasn´t dead yet but also considering her offer. 'It´d be a beginning…'

Even now all sorts of things inside of Jinx rebelled against the word ´slave´ - slaves were barely people at all, she couldn´t be one! – but even that would be better than death. She was very stubborn when it came to dying. 'You´re working on a new Dark Domain, aren´t you?' She was talking very fast now, all the while fencing off the Minions. 'Like the old days? Vessperion?'

Now Gnarl looked at her with a pondering yellow eye. 'You know his name? I thought he´d been removed from every writing in this Empire-ridden world.'

'I know his name,' she confirmed, holding the Minions on her back still for a split second – long enough to see the images in the mist pool. There, in a white haze, walked an immense man wearing heavy armour and a crowned helmet, hiding his entire face save his smouldering orange eyes. He carried a large axe and was travelling through a snowy landscape, accompanied by fifteen or so Minions.

'Why…' she gasped for breath and was forced to spin around, still trying to pry the Minion from her throat, 'why did you let him live with you for all those years? He´s not just another candidate, is he?'

Now she had Gnarl´s attention. 'Hm. Maybe I´ve underestimated you. You´re not the average human wench.' He nodded towards the Minions. 'Let go of her, you fleabags. Conversations are slightly easier without one of the talkers fighting for their life.'

To Jinx´ enormous, but hopefully well hidden relief the Minions immediately let go and slid off her back. Some of them seemed disappointed, but others briefly tipped their helmets and, in one case, tuque hat. It was as if they´d expected they wouldn´t be asked to kill her after all…

Jinx walked out from amongst them and towards Gnarl, rubbing her throat. Surprisingly enough, she almost didn't have any real wounds. She was sore all over, but there were only a few cuts on her back that were actually bleeding.

The Minions that had attacked her walked along, but she didn't feel threatened. She furiously wondered why. But she knelt down next to Gnarl anyway and looked at the moving images of the would-be-Overlord. She waited for Gnarl to speak. It didn't take long.

'It is true, he´s not the average candidate. We shouldn´t have kept one of those with us for all those years,' he chuckled, reliving fond memories of what had become of lesser candidates. 'No, Sayron´s something different altogether. It isn´t very difficult to recognize his eyes. We have him from Nordberg. No idea how he got there though.'

'A son?' Jinx asked.

Gnarl bared his sharp, irregular teeth in a grin. 'As I said, it wasn´t very difficult to see. His eyes and character betray him. True evil runs in the blood and I saw it immediately. By the way,' he pondered, 'I´ve got the same thing with you now, strangely… It´s like I´ve seen you before…' He stared straight at her for a few seconds and Jinx shivered slightly. Those large, yellow eyes of them were something she needed to get used to.

'Anyway,' the elder Minion shrugged while abruptly turning back to the mist pool, 'we haven´t had a proper Master for far too long. The New Lands have never felt Evil´s iron grip – time to do something about it!'

Jinx looked at the future Overlord as well. He´d found a camp of seal hunters in the meantime, and he and his Minions were busy with what they did best. 'Stupid peasants,' she muttered. 'No backbone whatsoever and the loyalty of carrots.' Indeed some of the hunters had thrown themselves at Sayron´s feet.

'Well spoken,' Gnarl chuckled with his eyes on Sayron. 'Smash those igloos, Master!' he suddenly yelled. 'Otherwise you´ll be standing knee-deep in hunters!'

Clearly there was some kind of connection with the outside world, because the future Overlord turned and, with mighty blows from his axe, shattered the igloos, destroying the hideouts for the surviving hunters in the process. 'Good one, Gnarl,' his voice resounded. 'Though I´m standing knee-deep in them anyway.'

'At least they´re very dead,' the old Minion grinned. He seemed to re-notice Jinx. Flappy dunk online. 'All right, you´re hired. If you don´t satisfy, your entrails are on their way to Quaver´s harp. Let Kniff fly you back with the floating rock and go clean out the barracks.'

The brown Minion wearing the tuque hat jumped, grabbed her arm with a sharp-clawed little hand and dragged her along. Behind her she heard Gnarl again, giving Sayron his advice, and she pondered the fact that the elder Minion was, for this moment at least, the driving force behind the new Dark Domain.

'Kniff,' she started, and her Minion looked up at her, 'did he advise Lord Vessperion as well?'

Kniff nodded. 'Yea, and many ´fore him. Gnarl is most oldest Minion here.'

'Hmm.' Jinx through about it. She suddenly was out of the boring upper world and into the action, in the churning start of a newborn empire… if she saw things right. And she had already made her profit: she was still alive to see it all.

So Gnarl had been advisor to all those Dark Lords. Especially in the beginning, with young and uncertain Lords, he was the brain… and at the moment the Overlord was young and uncertain..

'Up there are Master´s private quarters,' Kniff informed her when they´d reached the jutting platform with the floating rock again. The Minion pointed up, to a collection of larger, elongated windows high up in the tower, all ablaze with light. 'We not supposed to come there.'

'How come? Sayron hasn´t got anything to say about the tower yet.' It hadn´t been very hard to see that the future Overlord hadn´t actually seen the tower from the inside yet. He had to get inside through the blue portal on the ceiling, and he could only do so if the Netherworld accepted him as Overlord. 'He doesn´t live there yet. Let´s take a look.' Jinx tested her decision by taking a few steps along the platform. There wasn´t an answer from Kniff, so she stopped and asked: 'How do we get there, exactly?'

Behind her, she heard Kniff give a small chuckle and a heartbeat later, he´d grabbed her arm again. He was in for it. That meant she was right. This was interesting. As long as an Overlord hadn´t proven himself, his will didn´t mean much to his Minions…

The small Minion with the tuque hat led her from the platform and into a tunnel curving its way along the outer walls. They soon were ascending some stairs and Jinx could see a blue light again; they were directly above the throne, on a balcony overseeing the large hall and the mist pool where Gnarl was still busy. Jinx and Kniff hurried even further up until they´d reached the very back of the throne room and a steep, spiraling staircase.

It seemed to go on forever. Kniff ran up the steps fast enough, but Jinx had soon concluded that this staircase was designed to be the first line of defence for the Overlord´s privacy.

'Kniff,' she panted.

The Minion looked back. 'Yea?'

'The Netherworld… is ablaze with magic.'

'Yea. Will grow when Master gets here.'

She huffed. 'But the Empire… condemns magic. It´s a… tool of…' She wanted to say, ´evil´.

That was quite true. But it wasn´t what she meant. The Empire made it look like magic was unnatural, but it wasn´t. The floating rock, the mist pool, the portal on the ceiling… they all fit into the picture, they were where they should be. Part of the world. In sharp contrast to some of the Empire´s contraptions, like those Sentinels… Jinx shivered while thinking about them.

'Magic´s normal,' Kniff announced from three windings above her. And that was it, in his opinion.

Jinx smiled to herself. She liked the way the Minion looked at things.

After another short eternity on the winding stairs she finally set foot on solid rock again.

Kniff was loyally waiting for her. 'So this…' she struggled to get hold of her breathing again, 'is the private quarters?'

In front of them was a large… well, cave. There was clearly work in progress. All over the walls, Minions were at work, hacking and polishing with surprising speed. The floor was full of debris. In the middle of the room, work was started on some kind of hollowing, like a pool. Traces of mosaic were visible among the dust and shards of rock. Shimmering light of torches and fire bowls illuminated the rough, half polished walls.

Kniff walked out in front of her and greeted the working Minions. 'Much to be done. Tower still young, far from ready…'

Jinx looked about her in curiosity. She could see much beauty was hiding underneath the rough walls. Beyond a large, half blocked arch of rock lay another room, but Kniff walked past it. He clearly knew that really was forbidden terrain.

In the corner of her eye, Jinx caught a glimpse of a fiery glow and she turned her head. From round the corner, a lava flow illuminated its surroundings and she approached it. Soon she saw her path was leading her to the outer wall of the tower, and another trail that led along the outside. She had a clear view of the entire void from here. From far above her head the stream of boiling lava threw itself into the immeasurable abyss. She walked along the balustrade. Still further ahead, a jutting balcony mirrored the platform far below her. Jinx walked towards it and leaned over the tip.

Below her, below the level of the throne room, hundreds of floating rocks tumbled around the tower in some sort of slow-motion, like asteroids in orbit. In the distance, foaming rivers and streams of lava traced their way along the outer walls of the Netherworld into the very heart of the planet.

'If I´d known something this amazing was directly beneath my feet…' Jinx whispered. 'If I´d known magic looked like this…' The balustrade was the only thing between her and certain death, but she kept leaning further over it until she suddenly felt a familiar claw around her arm.

She turned to face Kniff. 'Don´t fall,' the Minion said with what could have been a concerned smile without all those pointy teeth.

He pulled her away from the edge and led her along the outside of the tower until there was a way inside again. The half-polished walls arched over them once more.

'This is magic room,' the Minion announced. 'Where Master´s spells will come.'
The magic room consisted of a deep well with a bridge halfway over it, and a second path curving its way around it. Jinx stepped on the bridge and looked down. In that depth, nothing was visible except a blinding white light. It was impossible to make out more. But she knew the well wasn´t connected to a lower level of the tower – another dimension was more likely.

Their path took them in a wide circle past another room with a pool of lava in it. It was to be removed, according to Kniff. This was the place where the Master would leave his commands regarding the design of his tower, for the Minions to take care of it.
From the lava pool, a path led away from the tower, over a bridge and to a separate building. Kniff wouldn´t say anything about it, just that it was part of an idea Gnarl was quite contented with.

They didn´t cross the bridge, returning to the first chamber with the working Minions instead. Kniff silently took her back to the winding stairs. Jinx tried to muster some courage – the way down had to be easier…

Come back to Spree. Walk to the gate in the back of the village (#1) - you'll get there turning left on the left side of the entrance (it's the second gate there to the left). The peasant there will tell you about a mysterious mistress and a castle being under siege. Open the gate and walk along the path until you see the castle on fire (#2). Come closer and kill the bugs to collect red life force - you'll need it for more reds. Call them now (there's a spawning pit in the alcove on your left) and send them to blow out the fire blocking your way. Walk further killing more bugs. A few raiders will attack you, too, so kill them.

Walk closer to the castle - you won't get in yet as the bridge is lifted. Turn right, get rid of those raiders and send your reds to break another fire barrier. Be prepared for more raiders to attack you, so just kill them first and then turn the wheel (#1) to lower the bridge and get into the castle. Now be careful as the castle is really under siege and more raiders will be coming out of everywhere (#2). Keep fighting them and remember that you can always come back to the spawning pit for more minions.

When the raiders are down you can go up the stairs - left or right to break things and collect this and that (#1). Downstairs, you'll see a wall of fire in front of the dungeon entrance - soon we'll come to that and fighting more raiders, too, but first - go to an opening to your right (#2), fighting the guys that will attack you. There you'll find brown spawning pit, teleport, mana pit and, around the corner, a tower object increasing your life force. Let your minions take it to the waypoint and to tower (and visit it yourself if you will).

If you've gone to tower, return to the castle now, kill some red bugs and call more reds from the spawning pit in the alcove on your left. Walk down to the dungeon (entrance across from the bridge) and - welcome to new area: Dungeons of Spree. Let's go left first. Send reds to deal with the fire and watch a short scene. Get ready for more fire barriers and raging raiders - let your reds show what they can! Break the first barrier and walk ahead until you meet some people locked in a cell and the mysterious lady in a separate one (#1). So you're there to set them free. Fight more raiders and loot the room properly. Further to your right there's some stuff and red life force (bugs) to collect, and next fire barrier to break (#2). Use your reds on it and let the guys free. Now you just have to find the luggage of your future mistress (!). Be gone then!

Come back to the first room and this time go right - to another fire barrier for reds to break. Watch out for the raiders again (#1). Fight them and take the stairs to the next firewall. Break it and go to a fireplace. Let reds throw their little fire balls across it to kill the enemies on the other side and break the next barrier. Repeat the operation by the next fireplace. Look around for the loot and replenish your minions from the spawning pits (take more reds). Walk upstairs to the wheel (#2) and turn it.

There's more raiders coming out from the gate you've just opened! But what do you have your red warriors for! - let them deal with the guys from a distance. Now enter the bloody gate downstairs (#1) which will lead you back around to the dungeon entrance. Kill some raiders and check your energy level as you'll need it soon. Use the blood pit in the middle of the corridor (#2) and call more minions from the spawning pits (the more reds the better). Now, let's talk to the boss!

You can position some reds up the stairs so they'll cover your back when you fight the big eye. Take your browns with you for a hand-to-hand fighting. Remember that new opponents will keep coming from the weirdo - a few fireballs straight in the eye should make it. Now you need 12 minions to transport the luggage you've just uncovered (#1). The lady will be so grateful that she will.. move into your place! Finally you've got someone to take care of your home while you're out doing business. Just check it out - first look around your throne. Go upstairs too, see - now you can arrange your little nest according to your taste: get some furniture and other facilities, and even pick the color of your cloak (#2) depending on your moods or simply to impress your folk!