| Inspired by the great deeds of your mother, Ivory Ingram, you knew from an early age you wanted to be a Fighter. After a scant 2 years of training, you were finally ready to seek your fortune in the large, indifferent world. You headed off into the wild wilderness of Farnsworthington in search of adventure, and upon your arrival at the great city of Delawhat you heard a town crier shouting about how the the village idiot's ugly aunt had been kidnapped by bandits, 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. You had a good handle on it until you had to fend off half a dozen kobolds with your elbow trapped in a gelatinous cube. Fortunately, most of them ran away when the cockatrice showed up, and you played dead until it left. That's not very heroic, but hey, it worked. But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to wax all the marmoset in your hometown of Spazmotic. So you kept going, right into the tannery of the evil Marquis Baaaal. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your nipple handed to you.
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