| Ever since you were a child in the meager village of Dumpington, you wanted to become a great Wizard and learn the great mysteries of the universe, such as who invented the paperclip. The answer turned out to not be very interesting, but by that time you were a Wizard anyway. You headed off into the wild wilderness of Claremont in search of adventure, and upon your arrival at the great city of Ov'reezy you heard a town crier shouting about how the the town crier's thin uncle had been kidnapped by dire dwarves, and the massive reward for their rescue. Not wanting to get in the way of the plot railroad, you set out on your new quest. You were doing a far-out job but then you wandered into a room totally full of lizardmen, plus a githyanki, 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, you put on your brave face, and made your way through the caverns and caves to where the Blood Knight Badfella held court over his horde of underdeveloped ents, and with uncountable swings of your 10' pole (and a few well-placed attacks of opportunity), you finally slew the horrible fatty and rode back to town to claim your glory (and reward).
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