| At an early age, you were apprenticed to the Great Wizard Vince, but you grew tired of having to clean the floors and groom the alchemical equipment day in and day out. So, you stole a spellbook and took off to become a Wizard on your own. Having heard many rumors about how Waxton was being systematically sacked by a band of marauding gangsters (who had already looted and burned the villages of Dumpington, Klatch, and Foobar), and the ludicrous reward being offered for the face of their leader, you decided it was finally time to put your mettle to the test. It wasn't a thing but you soon were confounded by a fiendish tower constructing puzzle, and by the time you figured out to solve it, you were frustrated as an underfed earwig. However, you knew you'd never be a mighty adventurer if you let a little setback like that stop you, and damned if you were going to end up a chambermaid in some crummy backwater like Sudoku or Whacking. So you pressed onward until you discovered the lair of the Devil Witchlord Mephistor, and after a long and dramatic battle you successfully put an end to his evil ways. And then you looted the hell out of his hideout.
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