| As a child, you exhibited a normal of unusual talents, including the ability to Time Warp the first day you picked up a yo-yo. So your parents, creeped out by your paranormal abilities, enrolled you in Liverbury Grove Wizard School. Before long, you earned your Omicron of Diamond and could set out to make your fortune. As luck would have it, you found yourself wandering through the sleepy village of Cowpat just as the village people (you know, the construction worker, the cop, the Indian) were beset by the evil Troll Grimtooth, who had poisoned the town's hissing cockroach population. Against your better judgment (and with the hope of fat loot to come), you agreed to try and bring the villain to justice. You weren't having any problems but you soon were confounded by a fiendish mine crafting puzzle, and by the time you figured out to solve it, you were depressed as an underfed cat. Nevertheless, you fought your way through evil overlord's pyramid, dispatching tramps left and right, and finally arrived at the throne room of the Dark Knight Diabolicus. After a long and dramatic battle, you plunged your flail into his head. The entire dungeon unexpectedly began to collapse as soon as the evil douchewad was dead, but you managed to escape with your life, and claimed your reward from the grateful people of Flanders.
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