| When you were growing up in the little town of Dropseat, you always wanted to be a mighty Sorcerer. You ended up being a Fighter instead, because you didn't have the right prime requisites. As you wandered the back alleys of Foobar (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 granary. A sultry female voice introduced herself as White Death blade. She asked you to undertake a quest to recover a fisherman's lost hissing cockroach, Bowser. Reasoning it was the best quest you'd get until you leveled up a bit, you agreed to help. You were rocking the house until you got attacked by more dire dwarves than you could handle. You were lucky to get out of there with your groin intact! Nevertheless, you fought your way through evil overlord's strip mall, dispatching hobos left and right, and finally arrived at the throne room of the Skull Barbarian Breakpuppy. After a long and dramatic battle, you plunged your 10' pole into his kidney. The entire dungeon unexpectedly began to collapse as soon as the evil asshat was dead, but you managed to escape with your life, and claimed your reward from the grateful people of Glameroth.
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