| Due to a misunderstanding, your mom enrolled you in Hambonia Wizard School at a young age. (You were actually just interested in pulling rabbits out of hats.) Still, you graduated with high marks, and set out on your first adventure as a full-fledged Wizard. As luck would have it, you found yourself wandering through the sleepy village of Sto Lat 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 earwig population. Against your better judgment (and with the hope of fat loot to come), you agreed to try and bring the villain to justice. There was no drama in the LBC until you got your head caught in a spiked pit 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. But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to brush all the marmoset in your hometown of Flytrap. So you kept going, right into the haberdashery of the evil Troll Dave. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your skull handed to you.
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