| After your quiet hometown of Frog was attacked by dire dwarves 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 serf like your dad wanted. You headed off into the wild wilderness of Flanders in search of adventure, and upon your arrival at the great city of Bale you heard a town crier shouting about how the the Dauphin's golden-haired grandfather had been kidnapped by gunslingers, and the massive reward for their rescue. Not wanting to get in the way of the plot railroad, you set out on your new quest. Everything was hunky-dory at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those barbarians. That cockatrice picked the total worst time to eat your pike. But, unwilling to let that keep you from glory, you gritted your teeth and wielded your pike, and cut your way through the hordes of bullywugs that stood between you and your goal. At last you found the lair of Death King Evilthing, who quite unexpectedly turned out to be your long-lost uncle, but you killed the halfwit anyway. And thus was the land freed from tyranny, and you earned yourself a fat reward!
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