| After your quiet hometown of Dumpington was attacked by goblins 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 stableboy like your dad wanted. As luck would have it, you found yourself wandering through the sleepy village of Flytrap just as the village people (you know, the construction worker, the cop, the Indian) were beset by the evil Devil Lord Grunwold, who had poisoned the town's ferret population. Against your better judgment (and with the hope of fat loot to come), you agreed to try and bring the villain to justice. You weren't having any problems until you got lost in a strip mall -- all the walls looked exactly the same! You did find a sweet halberd +1 in a flesh golem's lair, though, and were able to intimidate some barbarians into telling you where their boss's hideout was. Right before they stabbed you in the groin. You holed up in a small storeroom with a lockable door, and spent several weeks resting until your hitpoints were back to full. Then, keeping a careful eye out for jerks, you made your way to the lair of Fire Sorcerer Screamorphan and the object of your quest. You thought he nearly had you when he summoned a foul flesh golem to his aid, but you put paid to the beast with your sack of doorknobs and knocked the villain screaming into a succubus with a well-placed kick to the giblets. At last, the treasure was yours!
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