| Even though you were a nubile child, you always wanted to become a Fighter, like your father and his father before him. You got your wish when your hometown of Stubborn Mule was attacked by a horde of Blood Bears. You got your neck handed to you, but it cemented your desire to fight. You rode into the city of Coney Island, and met a shadowy stranger in a hooded cloak who was sitting in the corner of the local bar. He told you about the legendary Gold Monkey of Cavill, which is rumored to be hidden in an ancient sewer near the village of Pig-in-a-Poke, and promised you a hefty fee if you could bring it to him. Figuring he wouldn't offer you the quest if it weren't level-appropriate, you readily agreed. You were kickin' ass and chewin' bubblegum until you had to actually go in the dungeon. That was when you fell in a awkward conversation, got attacked by gypsies, and got your solar plexus bitten off by a roper. But, you put on your brave face, and made your way through the caverns and caves to where the Black King Dave held court over his horde of raven-haired orcs, and with uncountable swings of your crossbow (and a few well-placed attacks of opportunity), you finally slew the horrible hoser and rode back to town to claim your glory (and reward).
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