| Ever since you were a child in the meager village of Hamlet, you wanted to become a great Wizard and learn the great mysteries of the universe, such as what happens to that missing sock. The answer turned out to not be very interesting, but by that time you were a Wizard anyway. One fateful day, you were strolling through the quiet village of Dumpington when you met the town midwife. That worthy begged you to try and rescue the Grand Vizier's tattooed nephew, who had been kidnapped by kobolds. Having little to do except save the world from an evil sorcerer or whatever, you took the quest. You were doing a far-out job until you got your thigh caught in a meat grinder and had to gnaw it off to escape. Fortunately, you don't need that to be a hero... but you will sort of miss it. Nevertheless, you fought your way through evil overlord's strip mall, dispatching bandits left and right, and finally arrived at the throne room of the Horror Witchlord Frazool. After a long and dramatic battle, you plunged your nunchuks into his face. The entire dungeon unexpectedly began to collapse as soon as the evil git was dead, but you managed to escape with your life, and claimed your reward from the grateful people of Marmosettia.
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