An adventuring party with several dwarves and a halfling are tied up in a cage over a big fire. A classic wizard in gray robes stands nearby looking exasperated.
Wizard: Why are you always getting into trouble whenever I leave?
Dwarf: Because you’re the only one powerful enough to keep us out of trouble!
The fire is out, and the adventuring party is climbing out of the cage. The wizard casually blasts the last of the enemies.
Wizard: That’s okay. I’m back now, so I’ll just take care of it.
Wizard: Next, we need to cross the treacherous dragon mountains of Urandor.
The Wizard climbs aboard a giant bird. The party runs after him in desperation.
Wizard: I have an errand to run, but I’ll see you on the other side!
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