| Inspired by the great deeds of your mother, Wheat Monroe, you knew from an early age you wanted to be a Fighter. After a scant 4 years of training, you were finally ready to seek your fortune in the large, indifferent world. Having heard many rumors about how Keaton was being systematically sacked by a band of marauding tramps (who had already looted and burned the villages of Phlegm, Dumpington, and Malph), and the ludicrous reward being offered for the elbow of their leader, you decided it was finally time to put your mettle to the test. Everything was hunky-dory until you got your neck caught in a succubus 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. Nevertheless, you fought your way through evil overlord's tomb, dispatching thieves left and right, and finally arrived at the throne room of the Fire Giant Grimtooth. After a long and dramatic battle, you plunged your sack of doorknobs into his nipple. The entire dungeon unexpectedly began to collapse as soon as the evil assjacket was dead, but you managed to escape with your life, and claimed your reward from the grateful people of Fandanzia.
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