Master of His Own Fate: Heir for Kalquara

It’s great to be the Black Lord! A personal castle with turrets and a drawbridge, a black velvet mantle, skeleton servants, an army of orcs, letters delivered by tame bats. Beauty! The title of Lord was inherited by me. The family castle, however, was destroyed by the bright heroes. Of my relatives, only great-grandpa mummified… the post bats scattered, and the former vassals declared independence. Nonsense! First things first: you have to tame the wild treasury, get a home monster, and convince the ghostly librarian to hand over the magic book. And then—bright heroes won’t fare any better. It’ll be fun!