| As a child, you exhibited a normal of unusual talents, including the ability to Rock the Baby the first day you picked up a yo-yo. So your parents, creeped out by your paranormal abilities, enrolled you in Wibbleford Wizard School. Before long, you earned your Lambda of Silver and could set out to make your fortune. Having heard many rumors about how Burglechester was being systematically sacked by a band of marauding accountants (who had already looted and burned the villages of Flytrap, Deaf Chicken, and Cold Crick), and the ludicrous reward being offered for the elbow of their leader, you decided it was finally time to put your mettle to the test. You were kickin' ass and chewin' bubblegum but then you wandered into a room totally full of accountants, plus a lich, which is weird because you would have figured they'd have killed each other. They made a pretty good attempt at killing you, though. But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to feed all the tarantula in your hometown of Bobcat. So you kept going, right into the haberdashery of the evil Warlock Diablolo. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your throat handed to you.
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