| You grew up the son of a town crier, but decided such a profession was lacking in excitement. After much hard training, (if you never dig ditches and fill them back in again, it'll be too soon) you finally became a mighty Fighter. As you wandered the back alleys of Whacking (and let's face it, most of that place is back alleys), a hand covered your mouth while a blade pushed gently at your ribs. You let yourself be dragged into a pitch-dark abandoned comic shop. A sultry female voice introduced herself as Beige Crypt wyrm. She asked you to undertake a quest to recover a knight's lost gerbil, Freddy. Reasoning it was the best quest you'd get until you leveled up a bit, you agreed to help. You were rocking the house until you got your arm caught in a succubus 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. But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to mop all the kitten in your hometown of Flytrap. So you kept going, right into the library of the evil Necromancer Englebert. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your bung handed to you.
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