| At an early age, you were apprenticed to the Great Wizard John, but you grew tired of having to shine the floors and hose down the alchemical equipment day in and day out. So, you stole a spellbook and took off to become a Wizard on your own. Your life changed one day, changed irrevocably -- and perhaps not for the better -- when you were wandering down the quaint bucolic dusty paths of the tiny farming village of Pitlick. There, you met the Earl of Flabbernathy's serpent-tongued stepchild, who gave you broad hints as to the last known location of the long-lost Emerald Raven. Recognizing the street value of such a rare treasure, you set off to find it. Everything was hunky-dory but you soon were confounded by a fiendish hurl-birds-at-pigs puzzle, and by the time you figured out to solve it, you were livid as an underfed guinea pig. Fortunately, "giving up" isn't in your dictionary (probably because it's two words), so you persevered. You fought your way through countless hobgoblins and tramps -- even a lich! But eventually you found the lair of the sinister Black Lawyer Scarancient, and were able to defeat him by knocking him into a vending machine with a lucky critical hit. Bruised but successful, you made it back to the nearby city of Glameroth and claimed your reward.
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