| At an early age, you were apprenticed to the Great Wizard Craine, but you grew tired of having to feed the floors and feed the alchemical equipment day in and day out. So, you stole a spellbook and took off to become a Wizard on your own. You headed off into the wild wilderness of Silverhawk in search of adventure, and upon your arrival at the great city of Keaton you heard a town crier shouting about how the a knight's golden-haired niece had been kidnapped by gunslingers, and the massive reward for their rescue. Not wanting to get in the way of the plot railroad, you set out on your new quest. At first it was a real breeze, up until the part where you found yourself trapped between a vending machine and a beartrap, with a weretiger bearing down upon you. That strawberry was pretty delicious, but it's didn't really make up for the damage to your shoulder. However, you managed to overcome the odds (and your injuries), and after a lengthy crawl through a necropolis infested with desperados, you finally came upon the lair of the Grim Warrior Frazool, who was guarding the object of your quest. The evil fiend fell before your sword, and the land was finally free of his foul shenanigans. You made your way back to civilization, and basked in the glory of your success (and the reward money).
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