| You always knew that the village of Spazmotic wasn't big enough for you -- after all, it was just the one hut, and it was a small one. So, when you came of age, you decided to make a name for yourself as a Fighter. (You parents never gave you a name. You were hoping for "James".) Having heard many rumors about how Waxton was being systematically sacked by a band of marauding gangsters (who had already looted and burned the villages of Pig-in-a-Poke, Flytrap, and Dropseat), and the ludicrous reward being offered for the elbow of their leader, you decided it was finally time to put your mettle to the test. You were rocking the house but then you wandered into a room totally full of dark elves, plus a gazebo, which is weird because you would have figured they'd have killed each other. They made a pretty good attempt at killing you, though. 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 orcs, you made your way to the lair of Blood Sorcerer Morgar and the object of your quest. You thought he nearly had you when he summoned a foul githyanki to his aid, but you put paid to the beast with your club and knocked the villain screaming into a spiked pit with a well-placed kick to the nipple. At last, the treasure was yours!
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