| Inspired by the great deeds of your mother, Fuchsia Lindsey, 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. Your life changed one day, changed irrevocably -- and perhaps not for the better -- when you were wandering down the quaint bucolic dusty paths of the tiny farming village of Morpork. There, you met the Marquis of Keaton's raven-haired son, who gave you broad hints as to the last known location of the long-lost Amber Elephant seal. Recognizing the street value of such a rare treasure, you set off to find it. It wasn't a thing until you got lost in a necropolis -- all the walls looked exactly the same! You did find a sweet 10' pole +1 in a weretiger's lair, though, and were able to intimidate some bandits into telling you where their boss's hideout was. Right before they stabbed you in the giblets. Bruised but unbroken, you readied your knife and marched forth into the darkness, where you were immediately captured by the Ice Sorcerer Diabolicus's army of buxom indigent native tribesmen. They hauled you before their master, but got bored and wandered off during his long gloating speech. Seeing your chance, you pushed the evil git into his own vending machine, and escaped to claim your reward from the grateful people of New Brunswick.
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