| It was hard growing up as a "seamstress"'s son in the tiny hamlet of Spazmotic, in the land of Eggshire. The other children mocked you because of your glasses and asthma, but you would have the last laugh when you grew up to be a mighty Wizard! (Which you did.) As luck would have it, you found yourself wandering through the sleepy village of Ironforge just as the village people (you know, the construction worker, the cop, the Indian) were beset by the evil Marquis Evilthing, who had poisoned the town's Siamese fighting fish population. Against your better judgment (and with the hope of fat loot to come), you agreed to try and bring the villain to justice. You weren't having any problems but then you wandered into a room totally full of dark elves, plus a hellhound, which is weird because you would have figured they'd have killed each other. They made a pretty good attempt at killing you, though. But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to hose down all the boa constrictor in your hometown of Klatch. So you kept going, right into the haberdashery of the evil Lord Diabolicus. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your throat handed to you.
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