Eclipse, the Dark Lord

The cat eared man sat in a rather fancy chair, his tail flicked through the air listlessly. His ears twitched as the screams of semi-happy children echoed through the room, as they all seemed to pile in.
"Mr. Eclipse! Tell us a story!" One shouted.
"Yeah! Yeah! Story time! Story time!" Another followed up.
He sighed. Pulling a worn leather cover from the bookshelf next to him, he turned the book open. He began to tell the story of...
Eclipse is the only son of the king & queen of Hammerfell; and so his parents adopted a young girl. She was a Dark Elf, and her name was Shadow. She was quiet, yet she had a commanding presence that never seemed to leave. She loved to participate in mock battles, and her favorite weapon was a large two-handed axe. Shadow became best friends with Eclipse, and Drago approved this. On an Adventure into an enemies castle, one of his father's men came upon a young de-clawed Khajiit boy, his name was Zokoe. And so Drago, Eclipse's father, adopted him as well. He was very serious, and sometimes Eclipse felt like that just pooped the party, Despite this, Zokoe loved guns, more then what was healthy for a young child. As they slowly grew into young adults, living with the luxuries, but training as hard as they could. Drago heard a rumor about someone called the Slave King. He was enslaving kingdoms, He was a cruel dictator, who ruled through fear, having his secret police enslave, if not outright murder thee people who disagreed with him. Drago did not approve of this. And thus Drago gathered his army and his generals and he went in for an assault on the capital. They plowed through the Slave Kings army like they were ants. They quickly made their way through the first wall of the city and they slaughtered everyone that got in there way. Drago toke it upon himself to murder the horrible bastard himself. There Drago and his generals stood leering over the city, making the tyrant watch all of his men get slaughtered right in front of his very eyes, yet he seemed to take some sick pleasure from the sight. When he had enough Drago picked the Slave King by the throat and roared "You dare slave my people!? You think i wouldn't stop you? I laugh at you, and your dirty rule." He paused. "Remember this, from your place in the void. History is written by the victors. And I have won." Drago then shoved his hand straight through the Slave Kings throat. As he pulls back his hand, blood sprayed everywhered. Eclipse heard a whimpering, and then he dragged a young boy from beneath the bloodsoaked throne.

"Father what should we do with this little pipsqueak? He held him up in the air. "Shall I reunite him with his father?"
"No let him grow so we can let him try to get his revenge on us." said Drago.
"Isn't that irresponsible?" he asked. Drago just glared at him. "Okay."
One of the soldiers came up to Drago and said. "Lord Drago what should we do with the city?"
"Hm." He looked back over the city. "Clear out all civilians, take them back to hammerfell, and make them work." He paused. "If you see any soldiers, destroy them." he continued. "When your finished burn it to the ground."