| At an early age, you were apprenticed to the Great Wizard Oliver, but you grew tired of having to shine the floors and muck out the alchemical equipment day in and day out. So, you stole a spellbook and took off to become a Wizard on your own. Your life changed one day, changed irrevocably -- and perhaps not for the better -- when you were wandering down the quaint bucolic dusty paths of the tiny farming village of Dumpington. There, you met a farmer's nubile stepsister, who gave you broad hints as to the last known location of the long-lost Gold Ferret. Recognizing the street value of such a rare treasure, you set off to find it. At first it was a real breeze, until you had to fend off half a dozen badgers with your elbow trapped in a crocodile's mouth. Fortunately, most of them ran away when the slate slaad showed up, and you played dead until it left. That's not very heroic, but hey, it worked. But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to groom all the boa constrictor in your hometown of Sto Lat. So you kept going, right into the convenience store of the evil Barbarian Angeralbatross. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your leg handed to you.
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