
Once upon a time that never was, in a land that should never be, there was a great flash of light, and several beings from perfectly normal universes apeared in the middle of a foggy field, clueless and confused. This sudden teleportation seemed without any thought or reason. These noble or not so noble people were plucked without reason from their respective universes.
This is the tale of one of these beings.
Rincewind's Prologue, A Discworld Tale
The Discworld, a world where Death rides on a horse named Binky, light flows more like maple syrup than rays, there's a single tourist, and where gods are numerous and sometimes very small.
Among those fantastical world of trolls, dwarves, wizards, Sourcerers, and Gods, there was Rincewind.
Now Rincewind was a wizard, although not a very good one. Scratch that, more like worst wizard in all of existence. It's been said that the day Rincewind dies, the magical potential for the Discworld will go up a fraction.
Neither the less, Rincewind was extremely troubled. Nothing had gone wrong today. The Disc wasn't hurtling towards the sun. He wasn't trapped in some alternate dimension filled with creatures that looked like the love child of unicycles and octopi. Even the Luggage was dormant, looking like a mere chest. Today was normal and this was extremely bad. It only meant something even crazier was around the corner. Where Rincewind went, trouble followed like a hungry dog awaiting a treat. Rincewind simply awaited the upcoming adventure, realizing that as usual, it would be the most horrendous experience of his life. A bright flash of light, the color of which looked something like a cross between Octarine and the sound of a bell, overcame the inept wizard. He immediately appeared in a strange barren land with several other strange people.
OOC: Feel free to post intros like I did, or simply start RPing