The Lore of Pyromancer Basil of the Cold and the Firestorm Frog

I come from a land that is cold, far too cold for most. Luckily I am a pyromancer and can warm myself up in a jiffy. I even invented a way to heat greenhouses with magic and a dash of ingenuity so that I could grow basil (my absolute favorite) in the harsh tundra environments. The method is of course proprietary and I can't tell you because it is my sole source of income in these trying times. Now if we bond over a pint or a shot at The Thirsty Wizard I have been known to disclose my secrets, along with a touch of gossip, in such a mindset.

My trusty side kick Firestorm is a friend to the end but he has been known to cause a bit of mischief is the opportunity arises. Lighting my fireworks with his breath, burning my moustache off when he thinks it gotten too long and even convincing my own sister that he was a prince under a magic spell and well you know how that goes...

So now i bid you farewell as i am off in search of a mighty steed that i might travel the world on the next adventure.

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