New York. Apr 21 2014, 6:30 a.m.<br/><br/>Arthur walked down the street quite leisurely as he arrived at his store. A big sign above the door read "Werewolves and Wizardry". He had always found it ironic how easily people mistook the shop's name to be a mere reference to a card game. the truth was, he put the name there to remind himself of his newfound abilities.<br/><br/>"Now then, Which one of these keys was it?" he mumbled. After about ten minutes of fumbling around, he finally figured it out and opened the doors of the little collectible card game shop. "Let's see what's on the schedule for today." He said looking at a calendar. "Ah yes, the tournament starts in a few hours! I wonder if anyone will actually stay long enough to win this time!"<br/><br/>He went to the back of the store and started unloading boxes and rearranging the tables until he heard the telltale sound of the bell above the door ringing. "Hello and welcome to Werewolves and Wizardry! how can I help you fine young men today? Oh, the tournament with the 100 dollar cash prize? Very nice choice gentlemen. Just sign in here and register your decks. Alright, we'll begin in a moment. In the meantime... have any of you heard the one about the Pope and his first time in a limo?"