| It was hard growing up as a tavernkeep's son in the tiny hamlet of Flytrap, in the land of Shamablamaroth. 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 Farc'b'n, 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 Emerald Albatross of Keaton, which is rumored to be hidden in an ancient ruin near the village of Dumpington, 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. Everything was hunky-dory until you got attacked by more accountants than you could handle. You were lucky to get out of there with your throat intact! But, unwilling to let that keep you from glory, you gritted your teeth and wielded your spear, and cut your way through the hordes of gunslingers that stood between you and your goal. At last you found the lair of Ice Necromancer Dave, who quite unexpectedly turned out to be your long-lost uncle, but you killed the fatty anyway. And thus was the land freed from tyranny, and you earned yourself a fat reward!
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