| Inspired by the great deeds of your mother, Thulian Kelly, you knew from an early age you wanted to be a Fighter. After a scant 12 years of training, you were finally ready to seek your fortune in the large, indifferent world. You rode into the city of Cavill, and met a shadowy stranger in a hooded cloak who was sitting in the corner of the local bar. He told you about the legendary Gold Cat of Flanders, which is rumored to be hidden in an ancient strip mall near the village of Pitlick, and promised you a hefty fee if you could bring it to him. Figuring he wouldn't offer you the quest if it weren't level-appropriate, you readily agreed. Everything was hunky-dory until you got your arse caught in a iron maiden and had to gnaw it off to escape. Fortunately, you don't need that to be a hero... but you will sort of miss it. However, you managed to overcome the odds (and your injuries), and after a lengthy crawl through a strip mall infested with bullywugs, you finally came upon the lair of the Skull Warlock Screamhumerus, who was guarding the object of your quest. The evil fiend fell before your scythe, and the land was finally free of his foul shenanigans. You made your way back to civilization, and basked in the glory of your success (and the reward money).
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