| As a child, you exhibited a normal of unusual talents, including the ability to Double or Nothing the first day you picked up a yo-yo. So your parents, creeped out by your paranormal abilities, enrolled you in X'tn'ch'roth Wizard School. Before long, you earned your Phi of Azure and could set out to make your fortune. Having heard many rumors about how Goldthwaitia was being systematically sacked by a band of marauding gypsies (who had already looted and burned the villages of Sto Lat, Ironforge, and Rusty Nail), and the ludicrous reward being offered for the foot of their leader, you decided it was finally time to put your mettle to the test. You were rocking the house but then you wandered into a room totally full of indigent native tribesmen, plus a roper, which is weird because you would have figured they'd have killed each other. They made a pretty good attempt at killing you, though. But, you put on your brave face, and made your way through the caverns and caves to where the Dragon Overlord Firemaster held court over his horde of sexy kobolds, and with uncountable swings of your Greyhawk Army knife (and a few well-placed attacks of opportunity), you finally slew the horrible pig and rode back to town to claim your glory (and reward).
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