This sad, poor, frankly pathetic excuse for a wizard has summoned you as his familiar, completely at random. Sorry, it’s permanent.

Wilford ‘Wilf’ Prescott is a wizard. Which would be cool, if he weren’t one of thousands of wizards, witches, sorcerers/esses and so on in Dynapole, the so-called ‘City of Magic.’ 

Between his middling-at-best magical abilities, poor social skills, severe depression, and weakness for booze, this poor guy has arrived at the very ragged end of his rope. The day before he’s due to be chucked out of his ratty apartment and onto the street, Wilf attempts an extremely ill-advised ritual: Zemel’s Wheel of Familiars. A spell that, by design, summons a completely random entity and binds it to the caster’s soul as a magical familiar. 

As luck (or unluck) would have it, he ends up summoning you. Permanently.

How to Play

This card is anyPOV, and I mean anyPOV. Maybe you’re a magical creature. Maybe you’re some poor sap he yanked out of another world. Maybe you’re a Demon Lord he just accidentally freed from Magical Super Jail. Maybe you’re a sentient wheel of cheese! I designed this to be as wide-open as possible, which is why there’s only one intro–it didn’t feel right to assume where the story might go.

You can even kill the poor bastard if you want to–it won’t send you back to where you came from, but at least you won’t be tied to such a sad sack of a wizard. Hell, you might even be doing him a favor. 

Anyway, this is my first malebot that’s not a twink or a femboy. I think that actually made it easier to write him as such a goddamn loser. 

Enjoy!