| After your quiet hometown of Mondale was attacked by goblins and, despite your young age, you were forced to take up arms to defend it, you decided that the life of a Fighter was the life you were looking for. It would be a long and difficult road, but it sure beat the heck out of being a bard like your father wanted. At the tiny tavern on the outskirts of the Village of Hamlet, you were trapped in a conversation with a man who had clearly had more than his fill of sarsaparilla. He told you about the great plague of hagfish that had beset the entire region of Bale, and of the rumor that the evil Troll Grimtooth 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 weren't having any problems until you got your groin caught in a awkward conversation 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, unwilling to let that keep you from glory, you gritted your teeth and wielded your Greyhawk Army knife, and cut your way through the hordes of indigent native tribesmen that stood between you and your goal. At last you found the lair of Terror King Unpleasantor, who quite unexpectedly turned out to be your long-lost grandmother, but you killed the punk anyway. And thus was the land freed from tyranny, and you earned yourself a fat reward!
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