[ WP ] After the Dark Lord conquered the realm everything turns out really damn good .

Freedom. It's over-rated, let me tell ya. We fought him for a thousand years, all across the world. The Dark One. The Bringer of Doom. The Big Kahuna. We were so naive. 
 
 You might think I've been brainwashed. Maybe I have. I lead everyone against him, and now I stand by his side as his most trusted advisor. His legions would overpower us one day, we knew they would. But we refused to give up the fight. I remember the last battle very well. On the Golden Fields of Avalok, 5 miles up the River Regar from the Golden City - the last bastion of the Light. That day I stood in front of the 10 thousand of us left willing to fight, the rest had been'enslaved', and I said `` Today, we may die. But, we die as free folk.'' 
 
 Never been more wrong in my life. We lost that battle with only a tenth of our forces dead. The rest taken as prisoners. We had heard horror stories of the torturous methods of his dark minions. How they would rip the nails from their enemies fingers and stick them in their eyes. I remember taking a poison arrow in the shoulder and passing out. I did n't die. I was knocked out. 
 
 I woke up on a table in the Golden City, with an orc looking over me, nursing my wounds. I was chained down, of course. They could n't trust me. I had been the leader of the Order of Light for the past 600 years and I had lead the charges in all of our battles. All of our victories and our losses. The day I drank from the fountain and gained immortality, I took a vow to stop him from taking that which he sought - total domination. I had never even met my enemy, I had just been raised knowing he should be destroyed. Now that's brainwashing for you. 
 
 Fast forward a few weeks and I'm all healed up, and I'm being walked up to his chambers in the heart of the Dark Fortress at Ungol-Tugra. I was expecting to be thrown before a dark throne in a large hall where I would be laughed at by his captains. The pathetic knight who thought she could save the world. Instead, they unlocked my shackles and walked me out into a small garden. They left me to walk around, and then I found him. Watering a lily. 
 
 Now, 50 years down the line and I ca n't imagine things being better. The Lord's first action was to eradicate the plague spreading through the lands. A plague that we believed he released upon the earth. He did n't. It came from a particularly gruesome clan of Lizard Folk in the northern marshes. The first task he gave me was to deal with them myself. I executed and burned every single one of them and within a couple of months, the plague was gone. 
 
 Then the repairs began. In a matter of weeks, his Orcs had repaired almost all of the damage to our cities, and his Generals were placed in charge to oversee the process and maintain order. And they did. Better than we ever could. There was no violence. Fear kept the people in check at first, and eventually, that fear turned to trust, and to love. He saved us from everything. The Order of Light was even immortalised with a large memorial at Gurdan, the city where the order was founded. The official line? `` We remember those who fought for their beliefs, even when those beliefs are wrong.'' 
 
 Now, I am General Sophie Drakeheart. Ruthless warrior, tactless diplomat, advisor to our Great Lord. Freedom. It's over-rated.
