| Ever since you were a child in the meager village of Frog, you wanted to become a great Wizard and learn the great mysteries of the universe, such as what sausages are made out of. The answer turned out to not be very interesting, but by that time you were a Wizard anyway. As luck would have it, as you were passing through the land of Phleberron, you stopped at the inn in the quiet hamlet of Phlegm, and heard the local stableboy talking about the ancient ruin that the town had (perhaps ill-advisedly) been built next to, and the fantastic Amber Idol of Savageforgotten that was purported to be hidden there. Without bothering to ask why nobody had managed to recover it already, you set out on your very first quest. It was pretty easy, up until the part where you found yourself trapped between a vending machine and a meat grinder, with a owlbear bearing down upon you. That strawberry was pretty delicious, but it's didn't really make up for the damage to your face. Bruised but unbroken, you readied your brass knuckles and marched forth into the darkness, where you were immediately captured by the Grim Necromancer Grimtooth's army of tattooed gunslingers. They hauled you before their master, but got bored and wandered off during his long gloating speech. Seeing your chance, you pushed the evil bastard into his own succubus, and escaped to claim your reward from the grateful people of Morcestecershire.
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