| Ever since you were a child in the meager village of Phlegm, you wanted to become a great Wizard and learn the great mysteries of the universe, such as how they get the cream filling inside the snack cakes. The answer turned out to not be very interesting, but by that time you were a Wizard anyway. You rode into the city of Burblegroat, and met a shadowy stranger in a hooded cloak who was sitting in the corner of the local bar. He told you about the legendary Azure Puppy of Febreezia, which is rumored to be hidden in an ancient pyramid near the village of Morpork, and promised you a hefty fee if you could bring it to him. Figuring he wouldn't offer you the quest if it weren't level-appropriate, you readily agreed. Everything was going great at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those tramps. That flesh golem picked the total worst time to eat your flail. However, you knew you'd never be a mighty adventurer if you let a little setback like that stop you, and damned if you were going to end up a milkmaid in some crummy backwater like Dropseat or Frog. So you pressed onward until you discovered the lair of the Fire Troll Hasslehoff, and after a long and dramatic battle you successfully put an end to his evil ways. And then you looted the hell out of his hideout.
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