Boldly going where only idiots bother to go!
Spawned near the viscous soup of the Ank-Morpork river, Vimes led the city Watch until the night Cohan the Barbarian ended up drunk, disorderly, and rambling incoherantly behind the grotty bars.
On this fateful night, Vimes heard a great deal about the life of a Hero. Spurred on by stories of death, glory, honour and lots of nubile women, Vimes shed his duty to the city and spirited away in the dead of night to join the lonely path of the Hero with nothing but a statue of his goddess, a barrel of rum, and two clean changes of underwear…