Even though you were a red-headed child, you always wanted to become a Fighter, like your father and his father before him. You got your wish when your hometown of Sudoku was attacked by a horde of Death Lions. You got your calf handed to you, but it cemented your desire to fight.

As luck would have it, you found yourself wandering through the sleepy village of Foobar just as the village people (you know, the construction worker, the cop, the Indian) were beset by the evil Troll Diabolico, who had poisoned the town's puppy population. Against your better judgment (and with the hope of fat loot to come), you agreed to try and bring the villain to justice.

It wasn't a thing until you got your ear caught in a antlion pit and had to gnaw it off to escape. Fortunately, you don't need that to be a hero... but you will sort of miss it.

But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to comb all the parakeet in your hometown of Dogspittle. So you kept going, right into the owlry of the evil Devil Lord Evilthing. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your leg handed to you.

Loot:+2 spyglass of cowardly polygamy
papercraft shoulderpads of polyamory
leather leather solar plexusguard of infravision

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