| After your quiet hometown of Foobar was attacked by goblins 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 stableboy like your uncle wanted. You headed off into the wild wilderness of Schmalbion in search of adventure, and upon your arrival at the great city of Zevroozlchester you heard a town crier shouting about how the the Dauphin's buxom aunt had been kidnapped by dark elves, and the massive reward for their rescue. Not wanting to get in the way of the plot railroad, you set out on your new quest. You were doing really well until you got lost in a crypt -- all the walls looked exactly the same! You did find a sweet "Rod of Lordly Might" (if you know what I mean) +1 in a lich's lair, though, and were able to intimidate some accountants into telling you where their boss's hideout was. Right before they stabbed you in the ankle. 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 serf in some crummy backwater like Mondale or Foobar. So you pressed onward until you discovered the lair of the Ice Troll Diablolo, 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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