| After your quiet hometown of Piehole was attacked by indigent native tribesmen and, despite your young age, you were forced to take up arms to defend it, you decided that the life of a Fighter was the life you were looking for. It would be a long and difficult road, but it sure beat the heck out of being a cook like your uncle wanted. Having heard many rumors about how Coney Island was being systematically sacked by a band of marauding ents (who had already looted and burned the villages of Molehill, Cheddarwurst, and Sto Lat), and the ludicrous reward being offered for the eye of their leader, you decided it was finally time to put your mettle to the test. It wasn't a thing until you got lost in a crypt -- all the walls looked exactly the same! You did find a sweet sack of doorknobs +1 in a owlbear's lair, though, and were able to intimidate some gnolls into telling you where their boss's hideout was. Right before they stabbed you in the giblets. Fortunately, "giving up" isn't in your dictionary (probably because it's two words), so you persevered. You fought your way through countless goblins and gunslingers -- even a weretiger! But eventually you found the lair of the sinister Vampire Necromancer Diablolo, and were able to defeat him by knocking him into a lava pool with a lucky critical hit. Bruised but successful, you made it back to the nearby city of Blurstishire and claimed your reward.
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