| Ever since you were a child in the meager village of Molehill, you wanted to become a great Wizard and learn the great mysteries of the universe, such as what happens to that missing sock. The answer turned out to not be very interesting, but by that time you were a Wizard anyway. At the tiny tavern on the outskirts of the Village of Sto Lat, you were trapped in a conversation with a man who had clearly had more than his fill of root beer. He told you about the great plague of tigers that had beset the entire region of Ov'reezy, and of the rumor that the evil Giant Scarduck was the source of the unpleasantness. You resolved to find the villain and dispatch him, mostly to get the drunk guy to shut up. You weren't having any problems but you soon were confounded by a fiendish series of carefully timed jumps puzzle, and by the time you figured out to solve it, you were exasperated as an underfed rat. You holed up in a small storeroom with a lockable door, and spent several weeks resting until your hitpoints were back to full. Then, keeping a careful eye out for tramps, you made your way to the lair of Demon Sorcerer Terrorforgotten and the object of your quest. You thought he nearly had you when he summoned a foul roper to his aid, but you put paid to the beast with your shillelagh and knocked the villain screaming into a meat grinder with a well-placed kick to the arse. At last, the treasure was yours!
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