Ever since you were a child in the meager village of Klatch, you wanted to become a great Wizard and learn the great mysteries of the universe, such as what the last digit of pi is. The answer turned out to not be very interesting, but by that time you were a Wizard anyway.

Having heard many rumors about how Wibbleshire was being systematically sacked by a band of marauding ents (who had already looted and burned the villages of Madlib, Hamlet, and Morpork), and the ludicrous reward being offered for the thigh of their leader, you decided it was finally time to put your mettle to the test.

You were kickin' ass and chewin' bubblegum until you got lost in a sewer -- all the walls looked exactly the same! You did find a sweet dagger +1 in a weretiger's lair, though, and were able to intimidate some jocks into telling you where their boss's hideout was. Right before they stabbed you in the thigh.

Nevertheless, you fought your way through evil overlord's necropolis, dispatching lizardmen left and right, and finally arrived at the throne room of the Demon Warrior Morgar. After a long and dramatic battle, you plunged your "Rod of Lordly Might" (if you know what I mean) into his head. The entire dungeon unexpectedly began to collapse as soon as the evil douchewad was dead, but you managed to escape with your life, and claimed your reward from the grateful people of Cavill.

Loot:cat's shoes of cowardly infravision
hateful pouch of bumblebee summoning
brass knuckles of misogyny

Another!