In the days of Charles V, there was one Basque village smith, surnamed Montoya, who was said to craft the best weapons in the Habsburg lands.
One day, a six-fingered foreigner from the far north asked him for a sword that he could wield, given his extra finger.
Somewhat later, the six-fingered man killed Señor Montoya and went away.
But the legendary blacksmith had a son.
Íñigo, for that was the boy's name, was determined to avenge his father's death. In those troubled times, while earning a living as a mercenary for years, he tracked down and defeated every six-fingered fencer he could find.
So Íñigo Montoya became the most skilful fencer in all of Europe. And, when his reputation reached the royal court of the Baltic country of Florin, Chancellor Count Rügen knew that he needed to recruit such a swordsman for his schemes to succeed.
Little did Íñigo know that the Chancellor was six-fingered. Or that their rapiers would soon cross, because Rügen claimed the Spaniard's father's life.
Pretty soon, the halls of Florin would echo with a sentence that would become a legend:
"Hello! My name is Íñigo Montoya! You killed my father! Prepare to die!"
The Count would not live any longer. But the swashbuckler would.
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