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    "story_excerpt": "The Chronicles of\nFlick “Mouse” Burrowdowns\nAs my mother tells it, I was born somewhere outside of Trialga with\nmy mother, Merrigold, delivering me in the wagon with the assistance\nof my grandmother, Gerdie. My father, Ruffo, was driving the wagon\nat a liesurely pace with my grandfather, Huffle, bes",
    "story": "The Chronicles of\nFlick “Mouse” Burrowdowns\nAs my mother tells it, I was born somewhere outside of Trialga with\nmy mother, Merrigold, delivering me in the wagon with the assistance\nof my grandmother, Gerdie. My father, Ruffo, was driving the wagon\nat a liesurely pace with my grandfather, Huffle, beside him on the\nseat. My older siblings, Lily, Buffo, Squirrel, Belladonna, Yamo, and\nPlip, in the smaller wagon hitched to the first. \nThis story is a very fitting given my childhood. I grew up on\nthe highways and byways of Tanris as part of a gypsy caravan.\nIt was a wonderful time, mind you, growing up within the\ncaravan. I've seen more places then the average person, and I\nlearned skills that have suited me well over the years. Thats not\nto say I didn't have a childhood, no far from it. My six older\nsiblings, along with my four younger ones; Eucaliptis, Moxie, \nAloishus, and Bill: and myself would get up to all maner of miscief \nand diversion.\nBut, as with all things, a child grows up and yearns for his own \nexperiences and adventures. And so, on the day of twentith birthday I \ngathered my belongs, my faithful steed Ol' Swayback, and said\nmy farewells to the people who had been my family for so long.\nBefore I left, My grandparents on my mother's side, Keelo\nand Flora Hiddlewillow, gifted me with a fine coat, a coin,\nand a small golden piccalo. The coat was of very fine sueded\ngreen dyed leather and I have always been told that it makes me\nlooks better. The coin was infact a magical item that my\ngrandfather Hiddlewillow had aquired on his travels long long ago.\nHe explained that when one is attunded to the magic of the coin,\nall one needs to do is speak the command word “Fiddlesticks”\nand the coin becomes a comfortable wagon that is drawn by a\npainted wooden pony. The piccalo is simply a golden instrument, however it did make\nthe road seem less weary at times. \nSince that day, I have lived the life of the excentric adventurer, delving into\ndungeons, dodging deadly traps, and the taverns, oh lord the taverns. \n\nMouse's greatest accomplishments include such deeds as firing himself from a catapult at a dragon attacking the city. Sadly, he faceplanted directly in front of the dragon, in the dust. That initial distraction, and delivering the killing blow, led to the city being saved.\nOr the time he threw his coin at a demon and yelled out fiddlesticks right before it caught it, essentially throwing a wagon at a demon."
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