| It was hard growing up as a village idiot's son in the tiny hamlet of Rusty Nail, in the land of Routh. The other children mocked you because of your glasses and asthma, but you would have the last laugh when you grew up to be a mighty Wizard! (Which you did.) You rode into the city of Marmosettia, and met a shadowy stranger in a hooded cloak who was sitting in the corner of the local bar. He told you about the legendary Ruby Marmoset of Shamablamaroth, which is rumored to be hidden in an ancient dungeon near the village of Madlib, and promised you a hefty fee if you could bring it to him. Figuring he wouldn't offer you the quest if it weren't level-appropriate, you readily agreed. There was no drama in the LBC until you had to fend off half a dozen hobgoblins with your head trapped in a vending machine. Fortunately, most of them ran away when the rust monster showed up, and you played dead until it left. That's not very heroic, but hey, it worked. But, you put on your brave face, and made your way through the caverns and caves to where the Fire King Evilthing held court over his horde of squat jerks, and with uncountable swings of your halberd (and a few well-placed attacks of opportunity), you finally slew the horrible slack-jawed yokel and rode back to town to claim your glory (and reward).
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