It was hard growing up as a midwife's son in the tiny hamlet of Bobcat, in the land of Reeves. The other children mocked you because of your glasses and asthma, but you would have the last laugh when you grew up to be a mighty Wizard! (Which you did.)

You rode into the city of Shamablamaroth, and met a shadowy stranger in a hooded cloak who was sitting in the corner of the local bar. He told you about the legendary Diamond Goat of Phleberron, which is rumored to be hidden in an ancient ruin near the village of Frog, and promised you a hefty fee if you could bring it to him. Figuring he wouldn't offer you the quest if it weren't level-appropriate, you readily agreed.

You were doing really well until you got your ankle caught in a cookie jar 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.

However, you knew you'd never be a mighty adventurer if you let a little setback like that stop you, and damned if you were going to end up a "seamstress" in some crummy backwater like Rusty Nail or Stubborn Mule. So you pressed onward until you discovered the lair of the Evil Overlord Xxyrg, and after a long and dramatic battle you successfully put an end to his evil ways. And then you looted the hell out of his hideout.

Loot:carnelian-studded helm of misogyny
masterwork pantaloons of gypsy summoning
endless salt cellar of dancing

Another!