| Even though you were a ugly child, you always wanted to become a Fighter, like your father and his father before him. You got your wish when your hometown of Dropseat was attacked by a horde of Grim Cheetahs. You got your bung handed to you, but it cemented your desire to fight. One fateful day, you were strolling through the quiet village of Sto Lat when you met the town stableboy. That worthy begged you to try and rescue the Sultan's tattooed second cousin, who had been kidnapped by badgers. Having little to do except save the world from an evil sorcerer or whatever, you took the quest. You were rocking the house but you soon were confounded by a fiendish color-matching puzzle, and by the time you figured out to solve it, you were disappointed as an underfed budgie. Fortunately, "giving up" isn't in your dictionary (probably because it's two words), so you persevered. You fought your way through countless indigent native tribesmen and jocks -- even a githyanki! But eventually you found the lair of the sinister Demon Lord Battlescapula, and were able to defeat him by knocking him into a gelatinous cube with a lucky critical hit. Bruised but successful, you made it back to the nearby city of Swampleton and claimed your reward.
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