| After your quiet hometown of Foobar was attacked by gangsters and, despite your young age, you were forced to take up arms to defend it, you decided that the life of a Fighter was the life you were looking for. It would be a long and difficult road, but it sure beat the heck out of being a tavernkeep like your cousin wanted. Having heard many rumors about how Nickelodeon was being systematically sacked by a band of marauding bandits (who had already looted and burned the villages of Stubborn Mule, Mudhole, and Hamlet), and the ludicrous reward being offered for the foot of their leader, you decided it was finally time to put your mettle to the test. You were kickin' ass and chewin' bubblegum up until the part where you found yourself trapped between a meat grinder and a sphere of annihilation, with a mind flayer bearing down upon you. That strawberry was pretty delicious, but it's didn't really make up for the damage to your foot. But, you put on your brave face, and made your way through the caverns and caves to where the Fire Warlock Badfella held court over his horde of nubile orphans, and with uncountable swings of your scythe (and a few well-placed attacks of opportunity), you finally slew the horrible tool and rode back to town to claim your glory (and reward).
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