The Lore of Arch-Magician Pumlo of the Bastion

Pumlo grew up in the Bastion, so for much of his life, he thought his destiny was to conduct intensive research into the intersection of magic and technology. He was at the top of his class in the Bastion Academy, and he started a promising career as one of the Blue Wizards. Over the years, he led increasingly bigger and more substantive projects, until he was a director at the Blue Wizards Research Center.

However, this did not come without a cost. Not a magical cost, as might be assumed. Blue Wizards are very sparing with direct magic usage, as they highly value their own intellects and do not wish to lose their grip on reality. But as with many a high achiever, there was a personal cost. After years of long nights and weekends in the research lab, Pumlo’s wife decided she’d had enough. One morning, after another all-nighter finishing a beta trial for a magic-powered mini-copter, Pumlo returned to an empty home and a note. Apparently, Tabitha had met a warrior and left the Bastion with him.

Pumlo sat and stared blankly at the letter. He reconsidered what he was doing with his life. It didn’t help that the mini-copter had suffered a critical error and smashed into the side of the Bastion’s main tower. He decided that some time away was in order.

A couple months later, the Blue Wizards in the research center observed Pumlo returning, and he seemed a changed man, compared to the one who had stumbled off south towards the Riviera. He had traded his blue hat for a yellow one and announced that he was officially a Yellow Wizard now. He was also accompanied by a golden toad which he declared as “the blingy-est toad you ever did see”, appropriately called Midas.

After that, Pumlo was a wild card in the lab. He had received tenure shortly before his leave of absence, so he couldn’t be sacked without some type of gross misconduct. But his priorities and behavior had dramatically changed. He declared that he was only interested in “party tech” to help his new Yellow Wizard brethren in their quest for “over-the-top” festivities. And he kept trying to convince his colleagues to close early and enjoy a happy hour (or two) with him. Soon, he was regarded as a nuisance and mostly ignored. But he did help a few wizards forget their troubles with a wild night out when they faced some frustrations at the lab or at home.

What will Pumlo come up with next? Can he help the Yellow Wizards hold the ultimate party?

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