| When you were growing up in the little town of Foobar, you always wanted to be a mighty Fireman. You ended up being a Fighter instead, because you didn't have the right prime requisites. As luck would have it, as you were passing through the land of Coney Island, you stopped at the inn in the quiet hamlet of Morpork, and heard the local cook talking about the ancient tomb that the town had (perhaps ill-advisedly) been built next to, and the fantastic Silver Idol of Diablolo 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. You were doing a good job at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those bandits. That githyanki picked the total worst time to eat your knife. But, unwilling to let that keep you from glory, you gritted your teeth and wielded your entrenching tool, and cut your way through the hordes of dark elves that stood between you and your goal. At last you found the lair of Terror Barbarian Xxyrg, who quite unexpectedly turned out to be your long-lost grandmother, 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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