On a path stretching drearily on there stood a man looking at a map he seemed to be looking for a trading post he had just been given a quest by the holy quest giver the chicken. Searching for a companion he found a friend a frog. In the far off distance he noticed a lonely peak rising above the morning fog. That is where he will find the holy yams, but first he must find equipment and a companion. On the way to the lonely peak there was a town inhabited by one of the most renowned wizards of the current age.