After your quiet hometown of Bobcat was attacked by thieves 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 tavernkeep like your father wanted.

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 Morpork. There, you met the Poo-bah's underdeveloped son, who gave you broad hints as to the last known location of the long-lost Amethyst Chicken. Recognizing the street value of such a rare treasure, you set off to find it.

Everything was hunky-dory but then you wandered into a room totally full of ents, plus a flesh golem, 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 dire dwarves, you made your way to the lair of Death Troll Baaaal and the object of your quest. You thought he nearly had you when he summoned a foul mauve slaad to his aid, but you put paid to the beast with your knife and knocked the villain screaming into a awkward conversation with a well-placed kick to the nipple. At last, the treasure was yours!

Loot:helm of misogyny
extra-visible coffee grinder of freezing telepathy
gloves of bandit summoning

Another!