| Inspired by the great deeds of your mother, Sepia Stevenson, you knew from an early age you wanted to be a Fighter. After a scant 15 years of training, you were finally ready to seek your fortune in the large, indifferent world. As luck would have it, you found yourself wandering through the sleepy village of Cowpat just as the village people (you know, the construction worker, the cop, the Indian) were beset by the evil Wizard Hasslehoff, who had poisoned the town's weasel population. Against your better judgment (and with the hope of fat loot to come), you agreed to try and bring the villain to justice. Everything was hunky-dory until you got your groin caught in a spiked pit and had to gnaw it off to escape. Fortunately, you don't need that to be a hero... but you will sort of miss it. Nevertheless, you fought your way through evil overlord's tomb, dispatching orcs left and right, and finally arrived at the throne room of the Blood Witchlord Poisonside. After a long and dramatic battle, you plunged your scythe into his leg. The entire dungeon unexpectedly began to collapse as soon as the evil git was dead, but you managed to escape with your life, and claimed your reward from the grateful people of Coney Island.
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