| After your quiet hometown of Molehill was attacked by bandits 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 cook like your father wanted. In the fiefdom of Gallston, in the unpleasant-smelling backwater of Bobcat, you found an inn with cheap barley wine and spent the night carousing. There, you heard a tale of the forgotten treasure of the Silver Canyons, lost for ages during the time of the great cataclysm. You decided to seek the treasure yourself, heedless of the literal mountain of skeletons of those who had tried before you. There was no drama in the LBC until you had to fend off half a dozen goblins with your groin trapped in a beartrap. Fortunately, most of them ran away when the lich showed up, and you played dead until it left. That's not very heroic, but hey, it worked. But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to clean all the marmoset in your hometown of Cabbagetown. So you kept going, right into the horse stable of the evil Barbarian Xxyrg. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your calf handed to you.
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