| When you were growing up in the little town of Sudoku, you always wanted to be a mighty Fireman. You ended up being a Fighter instead, because you didn't have the right prime requisites. In the fiefdom of Goldthwaitia, in the unpleasant-smelling backwater of Ironforge, you found an inn with cheap stout and spent the night carousing. There, you heard a tale of the forgotten treasure of the Sapphire Skies, lost for ages during the time of the great famine. You decided to seek the treasure yourself, heedless of the literal mountain of skeletons of those who had tried before you. It wasn't a thing up until the part where you found yourself trapped between a swinging razor-sharp pendulum and a gelatinous cube, with a gazebo bearing down upon you. That strawberry was pretty delicious, but it's didn't really make up for the damage to your ear. However, you knew you'd never be a mighty adventurer if you let a little setback like that stop you, and damned if you were going to end up a farmhand in some crummy backwater like Morpork or Cabbagetown. So you pressed onward until you discovered the lair of the Grim Devil Lord Frazool, and after a long and dramatic battle you successfully put an end to his evil ways. And then you looted the hell out of his hideout.
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