| It was hard growing up as a "seamstress"'s son in the tiny hamlet of Dropseat, in the land of Febreezia. 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.) As luck would have it, you found yourself wandering through the sleepy village of Sto Lat just as the village people (you know, the construction worker, the cop, the Indian) were beset by the evil Witchlord Bloodyduck, who had poisoned the town's boa constrictor 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 were doing a swell job but then you wandered into a room totally full of kobolds, plus a carrion crawler, which is weird because you would have figured they'd have killed each other. They made a pretty good attempt at killing you, though. Nevertheless, you fought your way through evil overlord's strip mall, dispatching jerks left and right, and finally arrived at the throne room of the Black Wizard Unpleasantor. After a long and dramatic battle, you plunged your spoon into his arse. The entire dungeon unexpectedly began to collapse as soon as the evil rat was dead, but you managed to escape with your life, and claimed your reward from the grateful people of Shamablamaroth.
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