| You grew up the son of a chambermaid, but decided such a profession was lacking in excitement. After much hard training, (if you never dig holes again, it'll be too soon) you finally became a mighty Fighter. At the tiny tavern on the outskirts of the Village of Cabbagetown, you were trapped in a conversation with a man who had clearly had more than his fill of micheladas. He told you about the great plague of toads that had beset the entire region of Delawhat, and of the rumor that the evil Wizard Dave was the source of the unpleasantness. You resolved to find the villain and dispatch him, mostly to get the drunk guy to shut up. You were doing really well until you had to actually go in the dungeon. That was when you fell in a iron maiden, got attacked by dark elves, and got your foot bitten off by a weretiger. 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 gunslingers, you made your way to the lair of Blood Sorcerer Hasslehoff and the object of your quest. You thought he nearly had you when he summoned a foul bugbear to his aid, but you put paid to the beast with your teddy bear and knocked the villain screaming into a swinging razor-sharp pendulum with a well-placed kick to the solar plexus. At last, the treasure was yours!
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