| After your quiet hometown of Whacking was attacked by gnolls and, despite your young age, you were forced to take up arms to defend it, you decided that the life of a Fighter was the life you were looking for. It would be a long and difficult road, but it sure beat the heck out of being a midwife like your brother wanted. As you wandered the back alleys of Cold Crick (and let's face it, most of that place is back alleys), a hand covered your mouth while a blade pushed gently at your ribs. You let yourself be dragged into a pitch-dark abandoned smithy. A sultry female voice introduced herself as Turquoise Death maw. She asked you to undertake a quest to recover the village idiot's lost guinea pig, Noam. Reasoning it was the best quest you'd get until you leveled up a bit, you agreed to help. Everything was going great but you soon were confounded by a fiendish mine crafting puzzle, and by the time you figured out to solve it, you were pissed as an underfed guinea pig. Bruised but unbroken, you readied your nunchuks and marched forth into the darkness, where you were immediately captured by the Terror Devil Lord Grognard's army of cunning bandits. They hauled you before their master, but got bored and wandered off during his long gloating speech. Seeing your chance, you pushed the evil lunatic into his own awkward conversation, and escaped to claim your reward from the grateful people of Marmosettia.
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