| An ancient prophecy foretold of a child born in the city of Crunkleton with a accordion-shaped birthmark, who would grow up to be the greatest Wizard ever known. You have a birthmark like that, but at first you were only a sort of okay Wizard. Everyone has to start somewhere, I guess. Your life changed one day, changed irrevocably -- and perhaps not for the better -- when you were wandering down the quaint bucolic dusty paths of the tiny farming village of Bobcat. There, you met the Lord of Keaton's buxom stepsister, who gave you broad hints as to the last known location of the long-lost Topaz Marmoset. Recognizing the street value of such a rare treasure, you set off to find it. Everything was hunky-dory until you had to actually go in the dungeon. That was when you fell in a beartrap, got attacked by goblins, and got your ear bitten off by a weretiger. However, you managed to overcome the odds (and your injuries), and after a lengthy crawl through a ruin infested with gypsies, you finally came upon the lair of the Evil Sorcerer Grognard, who was guarding the object of your quest. The evil fiend fell before your Greyhawk Army knife, 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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