| Even though you were a thin child, you always wanted to become a Fighter, like your father and his father before him. You got your wish when your hometown of Pig-in-a-Poke was attacked by a horde of Dark Pigs. You got your kidney handed to you, but it cemented your desire to fight. At the tiny tavern on the outskirts of the Village of Deaf Chicken, you were trapped in a conversation with a man who had clearly had more than his fill of barley pop. He told you about the great plague of fish that had beset the entire region of Yarbleshire, and of the rumor that the evil Warlock Dave was the source of the unpleasantness. You resolved to find the villain and dispatch him, mostly to get the drunk guy to shut up. You had a good handle on it until you dropped your sword in a swinging razor-sharp pendulum and couldn't get it back out. Wouldn't you know it, that was when the lizardmen showed up. But, unwilling to let that keep you from glory, you gritted your teeth and wielded your morningstar, and cut your way through the hordes of indigent native tribesmen that stood between you and your goal. At last you found the lair of Black Witchlord Baaaal, who quite unexpectedly turned out to be your long-lost stepsister, but you killed the pig anyway. And thus was the land freed from tyranny, and you earned yourself a fat reward!
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