You grew up the son of a squire, but decided such a profession was lacking in excitement. After much hard training, (if you never do somersaults again, it'll be too soon) you finally became a mighty Fighter.

Your life changed one day, changed irrevocably -- and perhaps not for the better -- when you were wandering down the quaint bucolic dusty paths of the tiny farming village of Malph. There, you met the barman's raven-haired stepsister, who gave you broad hints as to the last known location of the long-lost Ruby Flamingo. Recognizing the street value of such a rare treasure, you set off to find it.

You were doing a sweet job until you dropped your halberd in a beartrap and couldn't get it back out. Wouldn't you know it, that was when the ents showed up.

But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to comb all the sugar glider in your hometown of Cowpat. So you kept going, right into the convenience store of the evil Warlock Firedouble. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your knee handed to you.

Loot:+5 sword of endless mediocrity
spoon of lordly jock control
endless flagon of dark elf mead

Another!