| You always knew that the village of Cowpat wasn't big enough for you -- after all, it was just the one hut, and it was a small one. So, when you came of age, you decided to make a name for yourself as a Fighter. (You parents never gave you a name. You were hoping for "Boris".) You headed off into the wild wilderness of Wibbleshire in search of adventure, and upon your arrival at the great city of Bale you heard a town crier shouting about how the the Marquis of Bafflesbury's skeletal uncle had been kidnapped by thieves, and the massive reward for their rescue. Not wanting to get in the way of the plot railroad, you set out on your new quest. You were rocking the house until you got lost in a necropolis -- all the walls looked exactly the same! You did find a sweet halberd +1 in a roper's lair, though, and were able to intimidate some dark elves into telling you where their boss's hideout was. Right before they stabbed you in the foot. But, unwilling to let that keep you from glory, you gritted your teeth and wielded your 10' pole, and cut your way through the hordes of kobolds that stood between you and your goal. At last you found the lair of Skull King Spiteelder, who quite unexpectedly turned out to be your long-lost cousin, but you killed the hoser anyway. And thus was the land freed from tyranny, and you earned yourself a fat reward!
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