The mine was abandoned generations ago. Once, it was a source of great wealth and prosperity for the people of Keldorn, but that was then and the past has fallen into legend. The mines now belong to dark things that scurry in the shadows and avoid the light. None venture into the mine anymore except the very brave or the very stupid. Those who have returned do not speak of what they found.
Help, my Lord! The Castle Fortaan has fallen to the despicable Goblin King! He and his minions now control the castle and all of its riches! If you and your brave heroic friends would dare to reclaim the castle, I can promise you legendary fame and fortune! Go now and rid us of this goblin plague! Arm yourself with cunning, skill, and weapons of great might! The road will be long and dangerous, but a hero craves such things!
As the very air around you sizzles and snaps with spent magical energy, you cannot help but admire your opponent from afar. They have done well and have been more than a match for your cunning. For every spell you have used, they have countered. An observer would think you beaten, bested by your opponent's spells. But you smile to yourself knowing you are far from conquered. Time to use your opponent's spells against him!
The Gods of Egypt are eternal and great. You know this better than anyone as you have dedicated your life to them and to your Pharaoh. You are the head priest of one of the many temples that can be found in Upper and Lower Egypt. Your position demands great respect and a heavy responsibility. For it is up to you to ensure the Pharaoh's travel to the Afterlife is a safe and successful one.
"STOP!" yells a voice from the back of the room. The entire family turns to look at two individuals who have just interrupted the lawyer's reading of your Great Aunt Hattie's Will. "The Will you are reading is incorrect! I have here an amendment sent to me no less than a week ago!" The strange man hands a letter to the lawyer, who looks it over with a furrowed brow. "I see," says the lawyer. "So we are to believe you are long-lost relatives?" Great. More family...
Your crazy Great Aunt Hattie has passed. Honestly, you thought she'd bury you all, but age and those 10 cigars a day finally caught up with her. After the exceedingly expensive funeral, you and other family members gather to hear the reading of the Will. The lawyer clears his throat and reads the first line of the legal document out loud: "My dearest relatives, I have one last game I want to play with you..." What is your Great Aunt up to now?