The Last Account of Allistair in the Shadows

Living with a dark addiction to Szechuan Sauce from Mickey D's, this Wizard of White lost his job as a fry cook when he told his boss to get bent after getting a sizable sum of money from airdrop farming.

Shortly thereafter, he lost his small fortune in a series of unfortunate, sizable, and poorly thought-out bets (they seemed like a sure thing at the time tbf).

Having disgraced himself and the honor of his family, Allistair was unable to pay rent and barely able to scrape together enough shmeckles to buy food. Instead of selling his cat for a life of cat sex slavery (commonly referred to as being a "breeder", but obviously if you really think about it you're like forcing an animal to procreate and then you're stealing its babies to sell to people who will raise it without a parent and then get pissed at it for meowing all night...sad), he decided to roll the dice and see if a life of plenty and promise lie on the other side of the flame. Worst case scenario at least he would have an egg for a meal.

Peace out McHaters, Allistair is headed back to the shadows.

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