| Ever since you were a child in the meager village of Madlib, you wanted to become a great Wizard and learn the great mysteries of the universe, such as why 'abbreviated' is such a long word. The answer turned out to not be very interesting, but by that time you were a Wizard anyway. At the tiny tavern on the outskirts of the Village of Phlegm, you were trapped in a conversation with a man who had clearly had more than his fill of tequiza. He told you about the great plague of puppies that had beset the entire region of Nickelodeon, and of the rumor that the evil Warlock Evilthing was the source of the unpleasantness. You resolved to find the villain and dispatch him, mostly to get the drunk guy to shut up. You weren't having any problems but then you wandered into a room totally full of indigent native tribesmen, plus a carrion crawler, which is weird because you would have figured they'd have killed each other. They made a pretty good attempt at killing you, though. Nevertheless, you fought your way through evil overlord's necropolis, dispatching hobos left and right, and finally arrived at the throne room of the Shadow Sorcerer Diabolico. After a long and dramatic battle, you plunged your entrenching tool into his solar plexus. The entire dungeon unexpectedly began to collapse as soon as the evil jerk was dead, but you managed to escape with your life, and claimed your reward from the grateful people of Waltermatthau.
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