| Even though you were a homely child, you always wanted to become a Fighter, like your father and his father before him. You got your wish when your hometown of Dumpington was attacked by a horde of Skull Cheetahs. You got your face handed to you, but it cemented your desire to fight. Your life changed one day, changed irrevocably -- and perhaps not for the better -- when you were wandering down the quaint bucolic dusty paths of the tiny farming village of Ironforge. There, you met the town crier's quarter-witted roommate, who gave you broad hints as to the last known location of the long-lost Azure Shark. Recognizing the street value of such a rare treasure, you set off to find it. You weren't having any problems at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those kobolds. That githyanki picked the total worst time to eat your Leatherman. You holed up in a small storeroom with a lockable door, and spent several weeks resting until your hitpoints were back to full. Then, keeping a careful eye out for thieves, you made your way to the lair of Fire Devil Lord Morgar and the object of your quest. You thought he nearly had you when he summoned a foul flesh golem to his aid, but you put paid to the beast with your 10' pole and knocked the villain screaming into a spiked pit with a well-placed kick to the arse. At last, the treasure was yours!
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