| When you were growing up in the little town of Whacking, you always wanted to be a mighty Sorcerer. You ended up being a Fighter instead, because you didn't have the right prime requisites. Having heard many rumors about how Reeves was being systematically sacked by a band of marauding hobgoblins (who had already looted and burned the villages of Buttole, Ironforge, and Whacking), and the ludicrous reward being offered for the groin of their leader, you decided it was finally time to put your mettle to the test. It was pretty easy, but you soon were confounded by a fiendish statue-pushing puzzle, and by the time you figured out to solve it, you were sad as an underfed banana slug. 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 gunslingers, you made your way to the lair of Shadow Marquis Devilhold and the object of your quest. You thought he nearly had you when he summoned a foul flesh golem to his aid, but you put paid to the beast with your pike and knocked the villain screaming into a iron maiden with a well-placed kick to the eye. At last, the treasure was yours!
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