| You always knew that the village of Mondale wasn't big enough for you -- after all, it was just the one hut, and it was a small one. So, when you came of age, you decided to make a name for yourself as a Fighter. (You parents never gave you a name. You were hoping for "Leonard".) At the tiny tavern on the outskirts of the Village of Cowpat, you were trapped in a conversation with a man who had clearly had more than his fill of mead. He told you about the great plague of newts that had beset the entire region of Burblegroat, and of the rumor that the evil Sorcerer Goldthwait 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 were kickin' ass and chewin' bubblegum up until the part where you found yourself trapped between a crocodile's mouth and a lava pool, with a rakshasa bearing down upon you. That strawberry was pretty delicious, but it's didn't really make up for the damage to your head. You holed up in a small storeroom with a lockable door, and spent several weeks resting until your hitpoints were back to full. Then, keeping a careful eye out for tramps, you made your way to the lair of Blood Marquis Diabolico and the object of your quest. You thought he nearly had you when he summoned a foul owlbear to his aid, but you put paid to the beast with your knife and knocked the villain screaming into a meat grinder with a well-placed kick to the lower back. At last, the treasure was yours!
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