| As a child, you exhibited a normal of unusual talents, including the ability to Barrel Roll the first day you picked up a yo-yo. So your parents, creeped out by your paranormal abilities, enrolled you in Farc'b'n Wizard School. Before long, you earned your Phi of Gold and could set out to make your fortune. In the fiefdom of Limberford, in the unpleasant-smelling backwater of Flytrap, you found an inn with cheap firewater and spent the night carousing. There, you heard a tale of the forgotten treasure of the Azure Skies, lost for ages during the time of the great winnowing. You decided to seek the treasure yourself, heedless of the literal mountain of skeletons of those who had tried before you. You had a good handle on it at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those gnolls. That carrion crawler picked the total worst time to eat your magic wand. But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to groom all the parakeet in your hometown of Cabbagetown. So you kept going, right into the library of the evil Giant 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 eye handed to you.
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