>>6195199>>6195236>>6195241>>6195247Ah, that's right. You are a Proud Ditchdigger! Your father dug ditches for the lord, your father's father dug ditches for the lord's father, and your father's father's father dug ditches for the lord's father's father. You come from a long, proud line of ditch diggers.
Nobody in the barony can dig ditches like you can! Nobody bothers, but that's 'cause they're slackers. You haven't slacked a day in your life! Well, 'sides from holidays but those is sacrilege to skip. That's what the holy men says.
You remember who you are. Good. That means you didn't hit your head too hard. You stand up and look for your shovel. It's gone. That's not good. That shovel was given to you by the baron's chamberlain himself.
You remember what happened. It was destroyed when you turned into a Wizard and dug a really, really good ditch.
Your new Wizard instincts tell you that your head for learnin' magic is good. Really good. So good that you already know one kind of magic. You just didn't know that it yet 'til the Wizard thing happened. You rub the sweat off your noggin and look at the beautiful ditch you just dug.
Choose a starting magic!
>Arcane: You zapped a hole in the ground using a glowy, blasty thing.>Void: You thought really hard and the dirt disappeared.>Blood: You just dug like you normally do, just a lot better.>Death: You, uh, accidentally got all the village skeletons to dig for you.>Space: You pushed the dirt somewhere really far away from here.>Time: You made the ground remember when it used to be a ditch.>Summoning: You got something weird to dig for you.>Earth: You asked the ground to dig itself politely, and it did. 