| 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 Bale Wizard School. Before long, you earned your Omicron of Silver and could set out to make your fortune. One fateful day, you were strolling through the quiet village of Mudhole when you met the town seamstress. That worthy begged you to try and rescue the blacksmith's nubile grandmother, who had been kidnapped by tramps. Having little to do except save the world from an evil sorcerer or whatever, you took the quest. It was pretty easy, until you had to fend off half a dozen goblins with your foot trapped in a cookie jar. Fortunately, most of them ran away when the githyanki showed up, and you played dead until it left. That's not very heroic, but hey, it worked. Nevertheless, you fought your way through evil overlord's ruin, dispatching gnolls left and right, and finally arrived at the throne room of the Terror Necromancer Splitskull. After a long and dramatic battle, you plunged your shiv into his neck. The entire dungeon unexpectedly began to collapse as soon as the evil hick was dead, but you managed to escape with your life, and claimed your reward from the grateful people of Cavill.
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