| At an early age, you were apprenticed to the Great Wizard Fritz, but you grew tired of having to clean the floors and laminate the alchemical equipment day in and day out. So, you stole a spellbook and took off to become a Wizard on your own. At the tiny tavern on the outskirts of the Village of Morpork, you were trapped in a conversation with a man who had clearly had more than his fill of ale. He told you about the great plague of puppies that had beset the entire region of Flansburgh, and of the rumor that the evil Sorcerer Grunwold 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 going great up until the part where you found yourself trapped between a meat grinder and a beartrap, with a carrion crawler bearing down upon you. That strawberry was pretty delicious, but it's didn't really make up for the damage to your groin. However, you managed to overcome the odds (and your injuries), and after a lengthy crawl through a necropolis infested with bullywugs, you finally came upon the lair of the Dragon Barbarian Websternum, who was guarding the object of your quest. The evil fiend fell before your club, 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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