Family History

Mr. Paracelzus

Lived in Era 25, got 1 heir(s) (Paracelzus II) and was a member of The Dark Riders
THE STORY OF PARACELZUS: HIS HISTORY AND HOW HE CAME TO THE LAND OF UTOPIA
THE SECOND DRAFT
Paracelzus a mighty warrior and people killer, in the lands of his homeland he had created a clan that goes into the wilderness and kills people for loot and money; this clan was the ruler of all the clans out there in the wilderness. He went from top to the Endless Sea to bottom of the more inhabited lands. The wilderness was a dead ghastly land, fog, and swamps filled the landscape. One day he led an expedition out into this wilderness of mixed high and low lands, which can be quite confusing to most people. With his party of 18 men he trod the land like he owned it. While walking on, he led them next to a swamp with dead mossy trees that lined the steamed coated water surface, and bones of animal carcasses littered the ground around it, some where not completely animal…
He camped beside this cursed pond to rest his men for the journey into the land of Mrocar, the land of the lesser demons. Then suddenly they heard a screeching scream of a man who seamed to be running for his life. The men of the camp got up and ran to the man. He sat there with a three oozing bloody gashes on his back. He was panting on the ground. Almost out of breath he gasped lesser demons! The men rushed back to the camp, three stayed and carried the man back to the camp. They threw on their weapons and armor and rushed out again.
They crept to the direction where the man was running from, and behold from behind the trees lay three men being torn to pieces, the innards oozing out from their bellies while two lesser demons ate the flesh of the men. The place stank with lesser remains, and while the lessers were eating the men crept from around the trees and threw themselves on the demons. Paracelzus pulled back on one of his arrows and let it fly; it struck one of the lesser demons in the eye and killed him on the spot. Five men managed to grab a hold of their spiky horns and spikes on their backs to hold on and slashed at the demons were it was possible.
One of the men was injured, the lesser grabbed a hold of the man’s arm with his teeth and ripped it clean off, an hour latter he died. The men went back to the camp and found out that the man who was running away from the lesser demons was actually a trader who had a little party and was traveling to Macaondor the city of the dwarfs.
So this adventure brought me to this: while on his endless travels (so it seemed) he finally reached his destination. The main reason for his clan to come here was because of a map he had been given to at Fluywiecnor. He happened to come upon it by a friend of his, who owned a shop. The storeowner had it in his storage room and had just recently found it. So he gave it to Paracelzus and said if he could find the treasure he would show him a portal to a distant realm of things no one knew about in this land.
So after the lesser incident they finally reached the lesser demon realm. There at a bend of these cliffs they were traveling between, was a huge gate guarded by two lesser demons. Now before I go further into this, let me explain what these lesser demons look like. They are eight feet tall, they have huge mouths with razor sharp teeth six inches long, two feet long horns, red scales as hard as a dragon, and an ugly spiky tail ranging from about three to five feet long.
So they rounded the corner and behold a gate with two lesser demons standing at guard. The men pulled out there bows stringed them and let them go. The arrows flew fast and true. Both of the lessers fell to the ground arrows sticking where they could enter into the body of the lesser. The men rushed up and chopped off there heads. They used their ropes and climbed up and over the gate.
Once on the other side they saw a ruined temple. It was ancient old, and crumbling. The clan moved over to it. Being very silent as they went, they finally scouted out the area around the temple and decided that it was safe; they discovered that there was a trapdoor in the floor of the temple.
They set camp and rested before exploring the trap door and what it held. Next day they got up and looked at their map, that was the door that they were looking for… now it is time to explore what was underneath that these lessers were guarding. One by one they climbed down the ladder. Once at the bottom they landed in a stone hall. There was only one corridor so they took that passage. Down at the end of it was a door, and on the door was an inscription, it read, “those who go into this door may die! Beware!” and they took that into consideration.
They opened the door and looked inside, there on a vast hall was a chest on a little island and around this island was water. They marched up to the chest and opened it and looked inside, and behold, there inside the chest was a golden crown set with gems, documents, two hundred pounds of gold, and eight rubies. Paracelzus got the document and it read… “ANY ONE WHO POSSESES THIS DOCUMENT POSESSES THE VILAGE OF DARDRUES” He hid the documents into his bag and ordered his men to get the chest and get back to the camp up the trapdoor.
Right as when they lifted it, a great rumbling sound shook the floor of the hall, and every one waited a second to see what would come their way now. All of the sudden parts of the wall started to come down on their heads. Dust and ground stone stung their eyes and faces. Paracelzus yelled out over the panic “to get out of here!” out they raced with the treasure, from the door to the trapdoor, and up the ladder to the safety of their camp.
So finally he got back to Fluywiecnor and handed the gold to the storekeeper, but kept the documents to himself. The storekeeper said that he would show them the portal right away. He led them in his back room, and told Paracelzus to move his rug. Underneath the rug was a trapdoor. He opened it and led Paracelzus into it.
Once inside the storekeeper led him into a tunnel that led him into a cavern that finally led him into a room with another trapdoor with ladders leading up. He and the storekeeper went up the ladder and into a shed. They stepped out of the building, Paracelzus gasped when he say what lay before his illuminated eyes. Before him was a huge purple glowing arch, about twenty-five feet high, this was in the middle of the Clasuca mountains. This is called the gate of Utopia! The storekeeper said. Paracelzus got closer and read “The Gate of Utopia” on one of the arc’s; the center of the arch was glowing purple with purple sparks brightening the majestic frame of the portal.
“This is used for means of transportation. It was never used for a coming back… there is no return” said the storekeeper. “So I would suggest not going in there until you are ready”. “How I know that there is no return is because I sent some of my servants in there and told them to come back if possible, but they never returned”. So that would explain the “never returning” part said the storeowner. So Paracelzus left this place and went to the city of Dardrues. Once he got there he went straight to the governor of the city and showed him the documents.
The governor looked at the papers and stared at them for a minute. He looked at Paracelzus and looked back, he shuddered and then said, “Where did you get these papers!” Paracelzus said that he obtained them from a lesser demon chest. The governor looked back stunned, and said ”These papers were witnessed papers signed by the king and he said that who ever had possession of them had the possession of all the town and who was in it” you will not get control of this town unless the king says so with singed papers.
To make a long and boring story short, Paracelzus got the kings signature and had every one in that town carry everything in the storerooms and treasury out of the city. They moved the whole town to the front gates of Fluywiecnor and knocked on them. The town was extremely alarmed by the whole town of Dardrues at there front gates. The governor asked why in any absurd reason should the town of Dardrues be at his front gates? Paracelzus told them it was his town now and that he wants a clear passage to the storekeeper he knew there.
Finally the governor gave up and let them parade past all of the town and shops and into the shop of the shop owner who he knew. And to everyone’s surprise the whole town fit into the shop, though it took an extremely long time for the whole town of Dardrues to go through the shop and into where ever they went from there.
Paracelzus stood at the huge arch and told his people to go through. He stepped through and found himself in a plain with strange mountain ranges nearby and he found himself and his huge crowd of about nine hundred peasants on a huge grassy field.
You could guess the rest of the story, he is now located in utopia, on a field by a lake and mountains ranges, with a neatly established town.

Mr. Paracelzus II

Lived in Era 25, got 1 heir(s) (Paracelzus) and was a member of The Legion
The Charge Of The Light Brigade

Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns! He said.
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Forward the Light Brigade!
Was there a man dismay’d?
Not tho’ the soldier knew
Some one had blunder’d.
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs but to do and die.
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to the right of them,
Cannon to the left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley’d and thunder’d;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the valley of Death,
Into the mouth of hell
Rode the six hundred.

Flash’d all their sabers bare,
Flash’d as the turn’d in air
Sbring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder’d
Plunged in the batter-smoke
Right thro’ the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel’d from the sabre-stoke
Then they rode back, but not,
Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Voiley’d and thunder’;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro’ the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.


I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew:

Of wind I sang, a wind there came and in the branches blew.

Beyond the Sun, beyond the moon, the foam was on the sea,

And by the strand of ilmarin there grew a golden tree.

Beneath the stars of Ever-eve in Eldamar it shone, In Eldamar beside the wall of Elven Tirion.

There long the golden leaves have grown upon the branching years,

While here beyond the Sundering Seas now fall the Elven-tears.

O Lorien! The Winter comes, the bare and leafless day;

The Leaves are falling in the stream, the River flows away.

O Lorien! Too long I have dwelt upon this Lonesom Shore

And in a fading crown have twined the golden elanor.

But if of ships I now should sing, what ship would come to me,

What ship would bear me ever back across so wide a Sea?

Mr. Paracelzus

Lived in Era 26, got 1 heir(s) (Paracelzus) and was a member of Lietuvos Didzioji Kunigaikstyste
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Mr. Paracelzus

Lived in Era 26, got 1 heir(s) (Paracelzus) and was a member of Lietuvos Didzioji Kunigaikstyste
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Mr. Paracelzus

Lived in Era 26, got 1 heir(s) (Paracelzus) and was a member of Lietuvos Didzioji Kunigaikstyste
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Mr. Paracelzus

Lived in Era 27, got 1 heir(s) (Paracelzus) and was a member of Lietuvos Didzioji Kunigaikstyste
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Mr. Paracelzus

Lived in Era 27, got 0 heir(s) and was a member of Lietuvos Didzioji Kunigaikstyste
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