| Inspired by the great deeds of your mother, Emerald Sanders, you knew from an early age you wanted to be a Fighter. After a scant 8 years of training, you were finally ready to seek your fortune in the large, indifferent world. You headed off into the wild wilderness of Crunkleford in search of adventure, and upon your arrival at the great city of Marmosettia you heard a town crier shouting about how the the blacksmith's homely son had been kidnapped by gangsters, 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 weren't having any problems until you got your arse caught in a spiked pit and had to gnaw it off to escape. Fortunately, you don't need that to be a hero... but you will sort of miss it. However, you managed to overcome the odds (and your injuries), and after a lengthy crawl through a crypt infested with orcs, you finally came upon the lair of the Frost Devil Lord Hasslehoff, who was guarding the object of your quest. The evil fiend fell before your bastard sword, and the land was finally free of his foul shenanigans. You made your way back to civilization, and basked in the glory of your success (and the reward money).
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