Inspired by the great deeds of your mother, Chartreuse Cardenas, you knew from an early age you wanted to be a Fighter. After a scant 7 years of training, you were finally ready to seek your fortune in the large, indifferent world.

As you wandered the back alleys of Sto Lat (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 haberdashery. A sultry female voice introduced herself as Carmine Dirge wyrm. She asked you to undertake a quest to recover the barman's lost goldfish, Fluffy. Reasoning it was the best quest you'd get until you leveled up a bit, you agreed to help.

At first it was a real breeze, at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those gnolls. That flesh golem picked the total worst time to eat your bastard sword.

However, you managed to overcome the odds (and your injuries), and after a lengthy crawl through a pyramid infested with gangsters, you finally came upon the lair of the Demon Sorcerer Murderlost, who was guarding the object of your quest. The evil fiend fell before your magic wand, and the land was finally free of his foul shenanigans. You made your way back to civilization, and basked in the glory of your success (and the reward money).

Loot:+3 scythe of dancing
bastard faceguard of infravision
taupe flail of telepathy

Another!