| You always knew that the village of Stubborn Mule 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 "Cletus".) You rode into the city of Ov'reezy, 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 Silver Pelican of Hamonrye, which is rumored to be hidden in an ancient strip mall near the village of Malph, 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 weren't having any problems at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those orphans. That rakshasa picked the total worst time to eat your mace. Nevertheless, you fought your way through evil overlord's strip mall, dispatching bullywugs left and right, and finally arrived at the throne room of the Dragon Sorcerer Ribfist. After a long and dramatic battle, you plunged your brass knuckles into his arse. The entire dungeon unexpectedly began to collapse as soon as the evil rat was dead, but you managed to escape with your life, and claimed your reward from the grateful people of Bale.
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