| Even though you were a bright-eyed child, you always wanted to become a Fighter, like your father and his father before him. You got your wish when your hometown of Quirm was attacked by a horde of Horror Cheetahs. You got your giblets handed to you, but it cemented your desire to fight. 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 Sto Lat. There, you met a charwoman's thin nephew, who gave you broad hints as to the last known location of the long-lost Silver Penguin. Recognizing the street value of such a rare treasure, you set off to find it. There was no drama in the LBC at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those barbarians. That mind flayer picked the total worst time to eat your nunchuks. However, you knew you'd never be a mighty adventurer if you let a little setback like that stop you, and damned if you were going to end up a seamstress in some crummy backwater like Madlib or Phlegm. So you pressed onward until you discovered the lair of the Black Knight Baaaal, and after a long and dramatic battle you successfully put an end to his evil ways. And then you looted the hell out of his hideout.
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