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We enjoyed history, so we did what we loved. It was great, and we saw a lot of amazing sights. Some of the best sights were at night, in bed, when we stayed at various inns.
(Gold -35, History +10, Warcraft +20)

Even though I was now married, things returned to normal fairly quickly. Considering the fact that we were already living together at the Full Cup Inn, our wedding didn't change very much.

The years continued to pile up behind me. I knew that wizards were supposed to be old, but as time wore on, I began to fit the mold. My mystical knowledge continued to grow with me.

1) I decided to focus on Alchemy. (Alchemy: 32)
2) I decided to focus on Conjuration. (Conjuration: 7)
3) I decided to focus on Divination. (Divination: 61)
4) I decided to focus on Enchantment. (Enchantment: 21)
5) I decided to focus on Healing. (Healing: 100)
6) I decided to focus on Illusion. (Illusion: 7)
7) I decided to focus on Necromancy. (Necromancy: 48)
8) I decided to focus on Summoning. (Summoning: 36)
9) I decided to focus on Transmutation. (Transmutation: 17)
10) I continued to study a little bit of everything.

It was the first time I had ever seen another troll, besides my parents. The warriors who had captured it stood nearby, but they let me approach. It was enormous, green, and covered with warts. But that was where our similarities ended. It stunk, its teeth were rotten, and it continually tried to claw or bite anyone who got too close. I tried to speak to it, but it only knew a few words and preferred to sling crude insults at me instead. Sadly, I left the troll behind and continued on my way, realizing once more just how different I really was.
(Nature +10, Fighting +10, Healing +10)

The village of Scone had made the best of a bad situation. Over the years, they had built a thriving community around the Abyss. Weaponsmiths, inns, taverns, and general stores catered to the adventurers. They purchased the loot that came from the dungeon and sold new equipment to parties who needed things. My race didn't prove to be a problem; stories of a troll mage had reached the small village.

We looked over our equipment and trained in our skills before we left.

(We couldn't train anyone or craft anything.)

We packed up our belongings and left the tavern. We entered the great Abyss through the front temple doors. At first, we didn't see anything besides broken pews and the old altar. We cautiously made our way forward to the catacombs beneath. So far, it didn't seem very dangerous. But everyone knew that the deeper an intrepid adventurer went, the stronger the danger and greater the reward. We were broken from our thoughts by the sound of a group of skeletons approaching.

I let Hermann handle it. (Needs Cleric Power 6)

Turning undead and healing injuries, that was the entire reason we had a cleric in our group. Hermann was eager to call to her Gods and smite the skeletons. They collapsed almost immediately. Maris was quick to go through the bone fragments for treasure. It was grisly work, looting the undead corpses, but we found many valuables. After we had finished taking everything of value, we continued deeper into the Abyss.
(Gold +135, Healing +5, Religion +5)

The catacombs had very little dust or spider webs on them, which wasn't really surprising, considering how many adventurers passed through every day. We found a rickety old wooden staircase and descended down into the Abyss. The wood looked old and ancient, and we hadn't gotten very far when something happened.

We tripped a trap, ending our journey into the Abyss. Our thief had failed us.

We were very lucky to have survived. The poisoned darts struck us all, but we crawled out of the catacombs and returned to Scone, where we received swift medical attention. We gained no fame that day, but at least we could tell our future clients that we had entered the Great Abyss near Scone.

I really enjoyed working with Hermann. We were very close during my adventuring days.

1) I ended up marrying my girlfriend, Hermann.
2) We never got married.
3) I decided to break up with Hermann and spend the rest of my days as a single person.

We packed up our belongings and left the tavern. The wizard was living in a tent outside of the ruins of his tower. It wasn't very far from Tornassa, so we walked. Parnaxxus had really decimated the poor man's residence; bricks, broken equipment, and scattered herbs lay everywhere.

"Why should I pay the guild for their failure?" the wizard reasoned. "And even if I wanted to, I can't. Everything I owned was in my tower, and it's in shambles."

I spoke to the wizard.

He was very reasonable, saying that the dragon had destroyed his tower and that he needed every bit of gold he had left in order to rebuild. He also said that it wasn't right that he would have to pay the Fighters Guild when they hadn't been able to protect him or his tower from the dragon.

I suggested that he sell his broken equipment in order to pay the debt. (Needs 30 Economics)
I talked him into paying his debt. (Needs 40 Personality)
1) I attacked him, trying to force him to pay his debt.
2) I gave up and walked away.

The mayor and all of the villagers burst into applause at these words. They didn't have a lot of money, and the coins they had intended to give me would be better used somewhere else.
(Good +15, Fame +1)

My party and I packed our bags and left my small village.

I was 32 years old when the great dragon Parnaxxus renewed his terrible wrath upon the land. King Gareth's reign was tearing the kingdom apart, and the dragon was decimating what was left. The Fighters Guild did very well through these years, gaining many contracts to defend villagers and merchants from the mighty beast. Stewart, a dues-paying member of the guild, was approached by the guild leader for a lucrative contract. Our fighter wasn't hired away from our party; instead, the entire party was offered a job.

The guild hall in Tornassa had grown rich from the fear Parnaxxus was instilling in the land, even though the fighters who were hired out could do little against the mighty beast. The guild leader brought the entire party into his office and told us what he needed. A mighty wizard had hired the Fighters Guild to protect him against Parnaxxus. The guild sent a dozen fighters, but when the dragon attacked his tower, all twelve fighters were killed and the tower was laid to waste. The contract was fulfilled, the fighters had fought to the best of their abilities, but the mage refused to pay. The Mage Guild refused to get involved. We were to speak to the mage and get the 1000 gold that was owed to the Fighters Guild.

We looked over our equipment and trained in our skills before we left.

(Now that we have 1500 gold, we can buy Maris an enchanted dagger.)

1) Buy Maris an enchanted dagger.
2) Don't buy Maris an enchanted dagger.

The dwarves handed over a great sum of money to us.
(Dwarf Faction +15, Gold +1250, Fame +1)

We left the dwarven kingdom and headed to Tornassa.

The next summer proved to be very dry and hot, and all across Daria farmers were having trouble with their crops. It wasn't a full-fledged drought or famine, but it was a difficult year. A few towns and villages were hit worse than others, including my home village. I heard about their troubles from a letter I received from the mayor. It wasn't one of our regular jobs, but I took it anyway.

Dog was happy to be moving, and so were the other mounts that the rest of my party were riding. It was an enjoyable ride as we traveled back to my home village.
(Geography +3)

Elmvale was much smaller than I had remembered it; I had seen many great things since I had been there last. The beautiful river that ran through my village was all dried up. My parents met us as we came in, insulting each member of my party in a condescending way before returning to their home.

We were given a room in the local tavern. We sat down with the mayor later that night to talk business. He said that the temple had used up all of their funds to help pay for food, but it wasn't going to be enough.

1) I brewed many potions which would allow the crops to grow with very little water. (Needs 30 Alchemy)
I conjured a rain shower. (Needs 30 Conjuration)
2) I summoned many water elementals. (Needs 25 Summoning)
I created a fake rain shower and fake healthy plants. (Needs 25 Illusion)
3) I didn't do anything to help my village.

It was almost too easy; we followed the tunnels like we had traveled them a thousand times before, going directly to where we were supposed to go.
(Divination +10, Geography +5)

The mineshaft had indeed broken into a much older tunnel. The dead bodies of dwarves could be seen scattered all about; the monster had killed a great number of them. We proceeded forward cautiously, but didn't have to go far before we found it. It stood an easy fifteen feet tall, had large horns in its head, and thick leathery skin all over its body. Its eyes seemed to have flames dancing in them as it approached us, ready for the kill.

I battled the creature with my strongest fireballs. (Needs 40 Conjuration)
I summoned a demon to fight for us. (Needs 30 Summoning)
I hid a vast canyon under an Illusion. (Needs 35 Illusion)
1) I had read about such a beast, and I knew its limitations. (Needs 35 History)
2) Stewart charged the beast. (Needs Fighter Power 6)
3) We had no choice but to run away, returning to the Dwarf Chief.

It just didn't feel right, tampering with nature in such a way. The king wasn't happy; he had heard good things about my magic, and I had let him down. I don't know who he turned to next, but Princess Janice got pregnant without my aid.
(Royal Faction -15)

A few months after Prince Eric was born, Princess Emily and her small family moved back into the royal castle. Now that the king had an heir of his own, the princess and her son were no longer in danger. The people of the kingdom were very happy, and everyone hoped that the two princes and the renewal of the royal family would mean that the troubled days were over. They were all wrong, of course. Things got even worse.

A stocky dwarf came into the Full Cup Inn and hired us a few months later. He said that his brethren under the Grey Mountains had tunneled too deep and had awoken something ancient and evil. It was an old tale, almost a cliche, but there it was.

It was starting to get ridiculous; after all these years, my party still wasn't mounted!

1) I finally bought horses for my three companions. (Needs 210 Gold)
It was about time we were mounted. I stole horses for my three companions. (Needs 35 Thievery)
I summoned horses using my magic. (Needs 35 Summoning)
2) We had no choice but to walk the entire way.