Of all the lords of night, Paracelsus is one of the kindest and saddest of them. Originally, he was a creature of frivolity and joy, but his greatest creation was discovered, far too late, to be a terrible poison. His poppies and opium which once brought great pleasure killed his greatest worshipers. He became known as the lord of all poisons, though he still endeavors to inspire great healers with inspirations for formidable medicines.