| After the entire village of Stubborn Mule was murdered, including your grandmother and uncle, you vowed to get your revenge. You became a mighty Fighter, albeit one who was easily distracted by sidequests. In the fiefdom of X'tn'ch'roth, in the unpleasant-smelling backwater of Stubborn Mule, you found an inn with cheap lager and spent the night carousing. There, you heard a tale of the forgotten treasure of the Emerald Canyons, lost for ages during the time of the great reaping. You decided to seek the treasure yourself, heedless of the literal mountain of skeletons of those who had tried before you. You were kickin' ass and chewin' bubblegum up until the part where you found yourself trapped between a cookie jar and a cheese-grater, with a flesh golem bearing down upon you. That strawberry was pretty delicious, but it's didn't really make up for the damage to your arm. But, you put on your brave face, and made your way through the caverns and caves to where the Dragon Barbarian Mephistor held court over his horde of squat goblins, and with uncountable swings of your footaxe (and a few well-placed attacks of opportunity), you finally slew the horrible buttmunch and rode back to town to claim your glory (and reward).
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