| Inspired by the great deeds of your mother, Black Hull, you knew from an early age you wanted to be a Fighter. After a scant 5 years of training, you were finally ready to seek your fortune in the large, indifferent world. You rode into the city of Kilmer, and met a shadowy stranger in a hooded cloak who was sitting in the corner of the local bar. He told you about the legendary Amethyst Ferret of Limberford, which is rumored to be hidden in an ancient tower near the village of Mondale, and promised you a hefty fee if you could bring it to him. Figuring he wouldn't offer you the quest if it weren't level-appropriate, you readily agreed. You were rocking the house at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those gunslingers. That flesh golem picked the total worst time to eat your bastard sword. Bruised but unbroken, you readied your bardiche and marched forth into the darkness, where you were immediately captured by the Grim Wizard Morgar's army of thin gangsters. They hauled you before their master, but got bored and wandered off during his long gloating speech. Seeing your chance, you pushed the evil nerd into his own iron maiden, and escaped to claim your reward from the grateful people of Brazzleton.
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