| Due to a misunderstanding, your aunt enrolled you in Eggshire 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. One fateful day, you were strolling through the quiet village of Flytrap when you met the town town crier. That worthy begged you to try and rescue the Dauphin's homely aunt, who had been kidnapped by dark elves. Having little to do except save the world from an evil sorcerer or whatever, you took the quest. You were kickin' ass and chewin' bubblegum up until the part where you found yourself trapped between a crocodile's mouth and a sphere of annihilation, with a lich bearing down upon you. That strawberry was pretty delicious, but it's didn't really make up for the damage to your eye. But, unwilling to let that keep you from glory, you gritted your teeth and wielded your "Rod of Lordly Might" (if you know what I mean), and cut your way through the hordes of lizardmen that stood between you and your goal. At last you found the lair of Grim Warrior Frazool, who quite unexpectedly turned out to be your long-lost second cousin, but you killed the dweeb anyway. And thus was the land freed from tyranny, and you earned yourself a fat reward!
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