| After your quiet hometown of Pittsburgh was attacked by hobos 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 milkmaid like your dad wanted. Your life changed one day, changed irrevocably -- and perhaps not for the better -- when you were wandering down the quaint bucolic dusty paths of the tiny farming village of Rusty Nail. There, you met the Grand Vizier's squat roommate, who gave you broad hints as to the last known location of the long-lost Emerald Pelican. Recognizing the street value of such a rare treasure, you set off to find it. You were kickin' ass and chewin' bubblegum until you dropped your bastard sword in a antlion pit and couldn't get it back out. Wouldn't you know it, that was when the dire dwarves showed up. However, you managed to overcome the odds (and your injuries), and after a lengthy crawl through a tomb infested with gangsters, you finally came upon the lair of the Grim Knight Arc'klor, who was guarding the object of your quest. The evil fiend fell before your pike, and the land was finally free of his foul shenanigans. You made your way back to civilization, and basked in the glory of your success (and the reward money).
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