| You grew up the son of a serf, 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. Your life changed one day, changed irrevocably -- and perhaps not for the better -- when you were wandering down the quaint bucolic dusty paths of the tiny farming village of Flytrap. There, you met the blacksmith's raven-haired half-brother, who gave you broad hints as to the last known location of the long-lost Diamond Bumblebee. Recognizing the street value of such a rare treasure, you set off to find it. You were kickin' ass and chewin' bubblegum until you dropped your longbow in a beartrap and couldn't get it back out. Wouldn't you know it, that was when the badgers showed up. You holed up in a small storeroom with a lockable door, and spent several weeks resting until your hitpoints were back to full. Then, keeping a careful eye out for jerks, you made your way to the lair of Blood Sorcerer Bloodyhumerus and the object of your quest. You thought he nearly had you when he summoned a foul owlbear to his aid, but you put paid to the beast with your club and knocked the villain screaming into a lava pool with a well-placed kick to the arse. At last, the treasure was yours!
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