| Inspired by the great deeds of your mother, Orange Davenport, you knew from an early age you wanted to be a Fighter. After a scant 7 years of training, you were finally ready to seek your fortune in the large, indifferent world. As luck would have it, as you were passing through the land of Keaton, you stopped at the inn in the quiet hamlet of Deaf Chicken, and heard the local town crier talking about the ancient crypt that the town had (perhaps ill-advisedly) been built next to, and the fantastic Amber Idol of Arc'klor that was purported to be hidden there. Without bothering to ask why nobody had managed to recover it already, you set out on your very first quest. Everything was going great until you dropped your pike in a antlion pit and couldn't get it back out. Wouldn't you know it, that was when the bandits showed up. But, unwilling to let that keep you from glory, you gritted your teeth and wielded your 10' pole, and cut your way through the hordes of thieves that stood between you and your goal. At last you found the lair of Blood Necromancer Woundedmoon, who quite unexpectedly turned out to be your long-lost uncle, but you killed the troll anyway. And thus was the land freed from tyranny, and you earned yourself a fat reward!
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