| As a child, you exhibited a normal of unusual talents, including the ability to Flying Saucer the first day you picked up a yo-yo. So your parents, creeped out by your paranormal abilities, enrolled you in Reeves Wizard School. Before long, you earned your Beta of Emerald and could set out to make your fortune. Having heard many rumors about how X'tn'ch'roth was being systematically sacked by a band of marauding tramps (who had already looted and burned the villages of Quirm, Molehill, and Cowpat), and the ludicrous reward being offered for the eye of their leader, you decided it was finally time to put your mettle to the test. You were doing a sweet job but you soon were confounded by a fiendish guess-which-of-these-bottles-is-poison puzzle, and by the time you figured out to solve it, you were furious as an underfed earwig. Fortunately, "giving up" isn't in your dictionary (probably because it's two words), so you persevered. You fought your way through countless bullywugs and goblins -- even a bugbear! But eventually you found the lair of the sinister Blood Troll Goldthwait, and were able to defeat him by knocking him into a cheese-grater with a lucky critical hit. Bruised but successful, you made it back to the nearby city of Bale and claimed your reward.
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