| It was hard growing up as a bard's son in the tiny hamlet of Sto Lat, in the land of Stoatsford. The other children mocked you because of your glasses and asthma, but you would have the last laugh when you grew up to be a mighty Wizard! (Which you did.) Having heard many rumors about how Kilmer was being systematically sacked by a band of marauding goblins (who had already looted and burned the villages of Mudhole, Dogspittle, and Cabbagetown), and the ludicrous reward being offered for the elbow of their leader, you decided it was finally time to put your mettle to the test. It was pretty easy, at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those lizardmen. That weretiger picked the total worst time to eat your battleaxe. Nevertheless, you fought your way through evil overlord's strip mall, dispatching lizardmen left and right, and finally arrived at the throne room of the Grim Overlord Morgar. After a long and dramatic battle, you plunged your pike into his calf. The entire dungeon unexpectedly began to collapse as soon as the evil gimp was dead, but you managed to escape with your life, and claimed your reward from the grateful people of Marmosettia.
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