| Due to a misunderstanding, your sister enrolled you in Bafflesbury Wizard School at a young age. (You were actually just interested in cupping your balls.) Still, you graduated with high marks, and set out on your first adventure as a full-fledged Wizard. At the tiny tavern on the outskirts of the Village of Rusty Nail, you were trapped in a conversation with a man who had clearly had more than his fill of micheladas. He told you about the great plague of fish that had beset the entire region of Prefectford, and of the rumor that the evil Devil Lord Unpleasantor was the source of the unpleasantness. You resolved to find the villain and dispatch him, mostly to get the drunk guy to shut up. You were rocking the house until you got lost in a sewer -- all the walls looked exactly the same! You did find a sweet flail +1 in a hellhound's lair, though, and were able to intimidate some jerks into telling you where their boss's hideout was. Right before they stabbed you in the head. But, you put on your brave face, and made your way through the caverns and caves to where the Terror Knight Hasslehoff held court over his horde of squat ents, and with uncountable swings of your nunchuks (and a few well-placed attacks of opportunity), you finally slew the horrible freak and rode back to town to claim your glory (and reward).
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