Family History
Mr. Fletcher
Lived in Era 45, got 1 heir(s) (Fletcher) and was a member of Paladins of the Order of the Frozen Flame
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Mr. Fletcher
Lived in Era 45, got 1 heir(s) (Fletcher) and was a member of Paladins of the Order of the Frozen Flame
Mr. Fletcher I
Mr. Fletcher was the king of a number of small but productive cities. he joined just before the war between the allied forces of The Paladins of the Order of the Frozen Flame, Music, Domination and Submission against FEAR. during that brief period of time Mr. Fletcher managed to organize several armies and sent them to war, in defense of his kingdom. not one soldier survived the invasion of FEAR. at one point, and army consisting of over 400 soldiers were masacared by a small troll patrol made entirely up of berserkers. the loss of so many soldiers was a devastating loss to Mr. Fletcher. realizing that the allied forces could not hold back FEAR, Mr. Fletcher tried to persuade his kingdom away from war. believeing that the allies had the upper hand, the war continued. not long after, FEAR and pushed through the kingdoms Music, Domination and Submision and was now rallying for a push through The Frozen Flames blocker, Fifth. at this time, Mr. Fletcher knew that his kingdom must surely give way to FEAR but that it did not have to be the end of his people. he sent a swordsman and a magician west, further west then anybody in his kingdom had gone before. it was there at this moment that Mr. Fletcher met with members of other kingdoms to leave his kingdom and join theirs. it was painfully obvious that his own kingdom could not survive any longer against FEAR. not long after plans were finalized a letter arrived from one of the most powerful rulers in of the kingdom FEAR, stating that FEAR was the victim of this war, and that all would be forgiven if all the remainder of the cities were handed over. Johnny Bacardus the Just replied saying that if FEAR wanted the ruins of their kingdom, they could have it, after the raped their horses and rode off on their women, and pulled the last city from their dead hands. in this moment, Mr. Fletcher's loyalty was renewed to his kingdom. he would still be leaving it, but he would resist FEAR every step of the way. FEAR eventually captured or destroyed all of Mr. Fletcher's cities. Standing alone, with just a sword and the undying loyalty to his kingdom, Mr. Fletcher charged one of FEARS largest armies, alone. Mr. Fletcher died that day, but he died a hero, forever to be remembered and honored by his seed.
Mr. Fletcher II
following in the steps of his father Fletcher maintained that plans to leave his kingdom. but Fletcher could not leave immediatly. Like his Father, he two had an undying loyalty and sympathy for the Order of the Frozen Flame, and would do all he could to harrass FEAR, even if it was too late to save the Order of the Frozen Flame. Fletcher started a small colony which quickly grew, named Mercy, for any who would ask for it should recieve it from him. Fletcher dreamed of retaking Mud Hole and Cask, the first cities his father had colonized, but realized that sucsess was unrealistic. secretly in his heart, he would settle for taking the cities enslaved by Mr. Jet, who had taken Cask from his father, and burned his fathers last city.
Mr. Fletcher
Lived in Era 46, got 1 heir(s) (Fletcher) and was a member of Paladins of the Order of the Frozen Flame
Mr. Fletcher III
at the start of his new rule, Fletcher was taken with a serious illness that lasted nearly 50 days. during this period the Brotherhood of the Wolf declared war on The Order. BoW was located inbetween the northern and southern core of The Order. BoW headed north and thanks to the military expertise of both Arthur Dent and Karac, the northern core was almost taken. although they were on the verge of taking it, Fletcher rallied his troops along with a few of his other kingdom mates and was able to push BoW back south. but this wasnt the end of the war. Karac retreated and came back in through the north. this brilliant maneuver stole several of The Orders cities, including Fletchers capital, Mud Hole. it wasnt long though before Karac was once again on the verge of defeat, having most of his armies spread apart and picked off. at this time Karac pushed and conquered Comanchera. Fletcher faced a dificult decision, to rally his troops and retake Mud Hole, or to reclaim Comanchera for The Order. with great reluctance, Fletcher temporarily abandoned his designs to retake his capital and sent his troops to retake Comanchera. with only a tiny force of less then 100 Trolls, Fletcher was able to pick off a scouting party of Karacs, and was now attempting to retake a city that could possibly house thousands of enemy troops. before he could give the command to attack, the entire army was slaughtered. Mr. Adam was leading a powerful force trying to reclaim some of the cities lost to BoW. Fletcher on the other hand was tasked with a difficult burden. the entire survival of the northern core of The Order depended on him holding the Northern Gate. 56 berserkers lead by 2 hobgoblins and Fletcher, holed up inside a city with no walls and no gaurd towers against a force of 586 halflings, with superior military weapons and armour. Fletcher knew the importance of holding this city, and that if he failed, the entire kingdom might fall, save the Legion of Adam returned to save him. it seemed all hope was lost for the People of Fletcher, as they sat waiting for the assault to commence.
it was over. only 8 cities of the 20+ remained standing but they wouldnt hold out much longer either. everybody was sending out scouts in hopes of colonizing a new country, or regrouping with the southern core. Fletcher ragarded the field with a look of mourning and nostalgia. they hadnt stood a chance against BoW. he cast a quick look at the maps he had arranged to be sent to Skinny Vinny, a wise general and old friend from another kingdom. he clsoed his eyes and thought for a second, remembering the glorious days when he ruled from Mud Hole. those were gone now, along with all of his armies and almost his entire people. less then 300 remained after the onslaught of the armies of BoW. he knew what skinny vinny would say, that it was hopeless, that the only chance he had was to send out a scouting party to colonize a new city and hopefully lie low and gather strengt and then try to take his vengence. he glanced at the maps once more and his eyes settled on Mud Hole, his capital. thats it he decided, he would wait, wait until the Wolflord Karacs eyes stopped searching and his ears grew deaf. and then he would come back, back for every vilager slaughtered, back for his cities, back for his Mud Hole. he wouldnt stop there, he would continue marching until he stood before the Wolflord Karac himself. he would leave every city in ruins, and kill every member of his cities, but he would leave him alive to face the empty husk of his kingdom. but not now. first he had to organize the people, and wait. waiting would be the hardest. waiting for the wolflord to slip up.