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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Summer-Knight925" data-source="post: 5359917" data-attributes="member: 80297">Im pretty sure I can say whatever and no one will listen... so bannana once upon a time there was a thread about playing fighters, and people started fighting, the irony is none of them called themselves fighters, some said they were rangers and paladins and barbarians and monks and a whole list of other things, but they still fought then they fought about who said what and how many of X it takes to produce Y effect then a dragon came, this dragon was so big and mean it said "enough of this arguing! I am a great wyrm! run in fear!" and they, still arguing amongst themselves rebuddled with "hey! we're busy here reptar, come back in a week"  this made the dragon mad, his name was not reptar, he didnt have a name, the lazy DM just wanted a dragon at the end, his hoard was detailed though, not a good ego boost at all. This dragon being mad huffed and puffed and sneezed a large cone of fire, burning everyone up. From here a lone rider charged the dragon screaming "THIS IS SPARTAN LIKE!" and spilled his pepsi, but no time, he rolled his D20s and behold! his amazing luck paid off and the dragon was mortally wounded. As the dragon lay dying on his now blood covered hoard of treasure the largest this side of the Castle Caldwell, he asked this rider "Who be thee warrior? a paladin from the order? a hunter of the wood? a barbarian from the west?" he pulled off his totally cool helmet and let his plain pale face with short matted hair and blood shot left eye say "I am no paladin, no ranger, no barbarian, I am a fighter, it is what I do" the dragon laughed "the irony of this is they all fought about who was better, rather than speaking, you fought, actions speak louder than words, your blade the loudest of voices" the dragon died there shortly, natural causes, as natural as having a sword driven into your heart and then his head cut off, natural for a dragon of course. the horde was claimed by this fighter, who became powerful indeed, and a bard wrote an epic about him, but it was lost in a fire from the great dragons cousin Leeroy, not leeroy jenkins, but Leeroy...the other dragon. What little is known is that this fighter was a normal human being, or elven being, or dwarven being, orcish being? no one really knows, that too was lost, but the normality of this lone sword inspired an age unseen by records past, teh age of adventure this caused Gary Gygax and Dave Arneson to create the amazing game DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS with such classes as the fighter and monsters like a dragon where this epic battle can continue throughout time itself, that was ofcourse until the creation of 4th edition where fighters no longer were normal people, but that too is a story for another time...in a galaxy far fary away      thank you for reading this tale, totally made up and really not important tale, and if you saw this before the edit, let the gods damn my delete button, it chooses bad times to hate on me</blockquote>

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