| Ever since you were a child in the meager village of Mudhole, you wanted to become a great Wizard and learn the great mysteries of the universe, such as why old sitcoms are never as good as you remember them being. The answer turned out to not be very interesting, but by that time you were a Wizard anyway. At the tiny tavern on the outskirts of the Village of Sto Lat, you were trapped in a conversation with a man who had clearly had more than his fill of tequiza. He told you about the great plague of lions that had beset the entire region of Eggshire, and of the rumor that the evil Overlord Diablolo was the source of the unpleasantness. You resolved to find the villain and dispatch him, mostly to get the drunk guy to shut up. Everything was hunky-dory but you soon were confounded by a fiendish series of carefully timed jumps puzzle, and by the time you figured out to solve it, you were sad as an underfed ferret. Bruised but unbroken, you readied your entrenching tool and marched forth into the darkness, where you were immediately captured by the Blood Devil Lord Baaaal's army of serpent-tongued indigent native tribesmen. They hauled you before their master, but got bored and wandered off during his long gloating speech. Seeing your chance, you pushed the evil nerd into his own cookie jar, and escaped to claim your reward from the grateful people of Eggshire.
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