| Inspired by the great deeds of your mother, Pink Craft, you knew from an early age you wanted to be a Fighter. After a scant 9 years of training, you were finally ready to seek your fortune in the large, indifferent world. One fateful day, you were strolling through the quiet village of Morpork when you met the town village idiot. That worthy begged you to try and rescue an inkeeper's buxom homie, who had been kidnapped by ents. Having little to do except save the world from an evil sorcerer or whatever, you took the quest. You were doing really well until you got lost in a tower -- all the walls looked exactly the same! You did find a sweet Leatherman +1 in a gazebo's lair, though, and were able to intimidate some desperados into telling you where their boss's hideout was. Right before they stabbed you in the nipple. 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 blacksmith in some crummy backwater like Madlib or Sto Lat. So you pressed onward until you discovered the lair of the Blood Sorcerer Xxyrg, 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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