Lacking the patience to be a Mage and the brawn to be a Fighter, you decided to be the next best thing: a professional chef. Sadly, your recipe for whipped spareribs was unappreciated by the plebes in your tiny hometown of Mudhole, so you became a professional Thief instead.

You rode into the city of Reeves, 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 Azure Moose of Greenhawk, which is rumored to be hidden in an ancient sewer near the village of Sudoku, 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.

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

You holed up in a small storeroom with a lockable door, and spent several weeks resting until your hitpoints were back to full. Then, keeping a careful eye out for bullywugs, you made your way to the lair of Black Warrior Krampus and the object of your quest. You thought he nearly had you when he summoned a foul cockatrice to his aid, but you put paid to the beast with your "Rod of Lordly Might" (if you know what I mean) and knocked the villain screaming into a vending machine with a well-placed kick to the calf. At last, the treasure was yours!

Loot:+23 10' pole of tangerine indigent native tribesman control
caribou's brass knuckles of miraculous barbarian control
cowardly censer of bat summoning

Another!