| You grew up the son of a midwife, but decided such a profession was lacking in excitement. After much hard training, (if you never swim again, it'll be too soon) you finally became a mighty Fighter. At the tiny tavern on the outskirts of the Village of Dumpington, you were trapped in a conversation with a man who had clearly had more than his fill of ale. He told you about the great plague of sheep that had beset the entire region of Nickelodeon, and of the rumor that the evil Warrior Grunwold was the source of the unpleasantness. You resolved to find the villain and dispatch him, mostly to get the drunk guy to shut up. You were kickin' ass and chewin' bubblegum until you had to actually go in the dungeon. That was when you fell in a lava pool, got attacked by gnolls, and got your calf bitten off by a bulette. But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to wax all the dog in your hometown of Quirm. So you kept going, right into the smithy of the evil Lawyer Hasslehoff. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your arm handed to you.
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