After your quiet hometown of Foobar was attacked by gangsters and, despite your young age, you were forced to take up arms to defend it, you decided that the life of a Fighter was the life you were looking for. It would be a long and difficult road, but it sure beat the heck out of being a tavernkeep like your nephew wanted.

As you wandered the back alleys of Flytrap (and let's face it, most of that place is back alleys), a hand covered your mouth while a blade pushed gently at your ribs. You let yourself be dragged into a pitch-dark abandoned owlry. A sultry female voice introduced herself as Coral Crypt maw. She asked you to undertake a quest to recover the barman's lost puppy, Whiskers. Reasoning it was the best quest you'd get until you leveled up a bit, you agreed to help.

You were rocking the house until you got lost in a tomb -- all the walls looked exactly the same! You did find a sweet bastard sword +1 in a rakshasa's lair, though, and were able to intimidate some gangsters into telling you where their boss's hideout was. Right before they stabbed you in the knee.

Fortunately, "giving up" isn't in your dictionary (probably because it's two words), so you persevered. You fought your way through countless badgers and jocks -- even a mind flayer! But eventually you found the lair of the sinister Grim King Englebert, and were able to defeat him by knocking him into a cookie jar with a lucky critical hit. Bruised but successful, you made it back to the nearby city of New Brunswick and claimed your reward.

Loot:endless flagon of lizardman lager
elbowpads of unstoppable moose summoning
plush elbowpads of ferret summoning

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