It was hard growing up as a squire's son in the tiny hamlet of Deaf Chicken, in the land of Limberford. 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.)

As you wandered the back alleys of Mondale (and let's face it, most of that place is back alleys), a hand covered your mouth while a blade pushed gently at your ribs. You let yourself be dragged into a pitch-dark abandoned library. A sultry female voice introduced herself as Ecru Fear blade. She asked you to undertake a quest to recover the Lord of Swampleton's lost kitten, Snuggles. Reasoning it was the best quest you'd get until you leveled up a bit, you agreed to help.

It wasn't a thing up until the part where you found yourself trapped between a lava pool and a cookie jar, with a lich bearing down upon you. That strawberry was pretty delicious, but it's didn't really make up for the damage to your head.

Bruised but unbroken, you readied your magic wand and marched forth into the darkness, where you were immediately captured by the Blood Giant Hasslehoff's army of cunning skeletons. They hauled you before their master, but got bored and wandered off during his long gloating speech. Seeing your chance, you pushed the evil freak into his own cheese-grater, and escaped to claim your reward from the grateful people of Reeves.

Loot:endless flagon of indigent native tribesman lager
rod of bandit telepathy
pantaloons of polygamy

Another!