| You always knew that the village of Quirm 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 "Cletus".) In the fiefdom of Claremont, in the unpleasant-smelling backwater of Bobcat, you found an inn with cheap mead and spent the night carousing. There, you heard a tale of the forgotten treasure of the Ruby Caves, lost for ages during the time of the great earth-rending. You decided to seek the treasure yourself, heedless of the literal mountain of skeletons of those who had tried before you. You weren't having any problems until you got attacked by more skeletons than you could handle. You were lucky to get out of there with your nipple intact! 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 town crier in some crummy backwater like Cheddarwurst or Pittsburgh. So you pressed onward until you discovered the lair of the Ice Warlock 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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