| Even though you were a sexy child, you always wanted to become a Fighter, like your father and his father before him. You got your wish when your hometown of Morpork was attacked by a horde of Death Wasps. You got your kidney handed to you, but it cemented your desire to fight. As you wandered the back alleys of Flytrap (and let's face it, most of that place is back alleys), a hand covered your mouth while a blade pushed gently at your ribs. You let yourself be dragged into a pitch-dark abandoned smithy. A sultry female voice introduced herself as Emerald Dusk crest. She asked you to undertake a quest to recover a knight's lost sugar glider, Terry. Reasoning it was the best quest you'd get until you leveled up a bit, you agreed to help. Everything was hunky-dory until you got attacked by more jocks than you could handle. You were lucky to get out of there with your head intact! Fortunately, "giving up" isn't in your dictionary (probably because it's two words), so you persevered. You fought your way through countless hobgoblins and gnolls -- even a hellhound! But eventually you found the lair of the sinister Shadow Devil Lord Baaaal, and were able to defeat him by knocking him into a cookie jar with a lucky critical hit. Bruised but successful, you made it back to the nearby city of Morcestecershire and claimed your reward.
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