| 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 Sto Lat was attacked by a horde of Death Goats. You got your bung handed to you, but it cemented your desire to fight. As luck would have it, as you were passing through the land of Llewllamarall, you stopped at the inn in the quiet hamlet of Cowpat, and heard the local village idiot talking about the ancient ruin that the town had (perhaps ill-advisedly) been built next to, and the fantastic Ruby Idol of Hasslehoff that was purported to be hidden there. Without bothering to ask why nobody had managed to recover it already, you set out on your very first quest. You were doing a good job until you had to fend off half a dozen desperados with your skull trapped in a swinging razor-sharp pendulum. Fortunately, most of them ran away when the carrion crawler 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 filter all the puppy in your hometown of Mudhole. So you kept going, right into the owlry of the evil Overlord Grimtooth. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your arse handed to you.
|