After your quiet hometown of Rusty Nail was attacked by orcs and, despite your young age, you were forced to take up arms to defend it, you decided that the life of a Fighter was the life you were looking for. It would be a long and difficult road, but it sure beat the heck out of being a blacksmith like your grandpa wanted.

At the tiny tavern on the outskirts of the Village of Mudhole, you were trapped in a conversation with a man who had clearly had more than his fill of jell-o shots. He told you about the great plague of salamanders that had beset the entire region of Flanders, and of the rumor that the evil Witchlord Diabolico was the source of the unpleasantness. You resolved to find the villain and dispatch him, mostly to get the drunk guy to shut up.

You were rocking the house until you got attacked by more bandits than you could handle. You were lucky to get out of there with your groin intact!

Nevertheless, you fought your way through evil overlord's tower, dispatching tramps left and right, and finally arrived at the throne room of the Fire Wizard Dave. After a long and dramatic battle, you plunged your spear into his knee. The entire dungeon unexpectedly began to collapse as soon as the evil pissant was dead, but you managed to escape with your life, and claimed your reward from the grateful people of Claremont.

Loot:hobgoblin-flavored guts-hat of bewildering dark elf control
gloves of honey wine
extra-sharp shiv of badger slaying

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