| Even though you were a sexy child, you always wanted to become a Fighter, like your father and his father before him. You got your wish when your hometown of Deaf Chicken was attacked by a horde of Devil Rats. You got your eye handed to you, but it cemented your desire to fight. You headed off into the wild wilderness of Marmosettia in search of adventure, and upon your arrival at the great city of Waxton you heard a town crier shouting about how the a farmer's thin stepsister had been kidnapped by accountants, and the massive reward for their rescue. Not wanting to get in the way of the plot railroad, you set out on your new quest. Everything was going great at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those goblins. That weretiger picked the total worst time to eat your pike. Nevertheless, you fought your way through evil overlord's sewer, dispatching bandits left and right, and finally arrived at the throne room of the Death Witchlord Blooddog. After a long and dramatic battle, you plunged your spoon into his lower back. The entire dungeon unexpectedly began to collapse as soon as the evil airhead was dead, but you managed to escape with your life, and claimed your reward from the grateful people of Prefectford.
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