"It was a dark and stormy night in the Land of Lirs" (just roll with it)
A strange man in a dark-brown coat was sailing in his boat, looking for refuge. As he approached the beach of Lirs, once he had regained his bearings from the sea-sickness, he emerged from the beach to find a warrior whaling, as if he was experiencing a sharp pain (which he was) the man began to approach him, and before he could get any closer than 5 yards, he shouted... well he couldn't shot because he wasn't level 5, but he talked "Do you need assistance?" And the warrior shouted "Yes! Please help! The darkfell picts have attacked!" Immediately, the man pulled out his dagger and killed 5 picts with one rapid fell swoop! From the moment on, the warrior knew that his name was.. Doritos. But the man chose to be called RapidStrike. Yadda Yadda Yadda, one things led to another, Blah Blah Blah, and he ended up as a level 83 rouge. The end.
If you read through this, then I am sorry to say this, but your are Awesome!
Thanks for reading!
(you know who you all are, hurts doesnt it?)