| Due to a misunderstanding, your aunt enrolled you in Yarbleshire Wizard School at a young age. (You were actually just interested in pulling rabbits out of hats.) Still, you graduated with high marks, and set out on your first adventure as a full-fledged Wizard. In the fiefdom of Pinochle, in the unpleasant-smelling backwater of Foobar, you found an inn with cheap sack and spent the night carousing. There, you heard a tale of the forgotten treasure of the Topaz Plains, lost for ages during the time of the great calamity. You decided to seek the treasure yourself, heedless of the literal mountain of skeletons of those who had tried before you. There was no drama in the LBC until you had to actually go in the dungeon. That was when you fell in a spiked pit, got attacked by ents, and got your face bitten off by a bugbear. However, you managed to overcome the odds (and your injuries), and after a lengthy crawl through a strip mall infested with bullywugs, you finally came upon the lair of the Evil Lawyer Mephistor, who was guarding the object of your quest. The evil fiend fell before your yo-yo, and the land was finally free of his foul shenanigans. You made your way back to civilization, and basked in the glory of your success (and the reward money).
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