| You grew up the son of a serf, but decided such a profession was lacking in excitement. After much hard training, (if you never dig holes again, it'll be too soon) you finally became a mighty Fighter. As luck would have it, as you were passing through the land of Delawhat, you stopped at the inn in the quiet hamlet of Cold Crick, and heard the local cook talking about the ancient pyramid that the town had (perhaps ill-advisedly) been built next to, and the fantastic Silver Idol of Grimtooth that was purported to be hidden there. Without bothering to ask why nobody had managed to recover it already, you set out on your very first quest. There was no drama in the LBC until you got lost in a pyramid -- all the walls looked exactly the same! You did find a sweet 10' pole +1 in a weretiger's lair, though, and were able to intimidate some hobos into telling you where their boss's hideout was. Right before they stabbed you in the neck. 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 milkmaid in some crummy backwater like Whacking or Deaf Chicken. So you pressed onward until you discovered the lair of the Fire Lawyer Frazool, 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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