Difficulty: Level 2 While doing some charity work at the orphanage, NAME met a little boy who told him/her a wild tale of his parents being murdered by a hideous lizard king in the Slugslick swamp. The lizard king and his lizardfolk lackeys dragged the boy into a graveyard, but before they carried him down into the tomb of the lizard king, he bit his captor and escaped. The kid could have made it all up, but what sort of hero calls an orphan a liar?
Long before the curse of the Felwitch Donnarb poisoned the area, the graveyard was on a grassy plain, not in the middle of a swamp. NAME sloshed through the rusted gate the somehow still stood despite the rest of the fence having rusted away decades ago.
After searching the entire dungeon and finding no trace of the lizard king, NAME returned to the graveyard. As he/she stepped from one musty environment into another he/she ran smack into a large lizardy looking humanoid.
Lunging forward, NAMEATTACKED the lizard king with his/her WEAPONTYPE. The monster let out a yelp surprisingly like that of a chipmunk and crumpled to the ground. NAME dragged the king back to town to prove that the little boy was telling the truth -- and collect a hefty reward!
NAME lunged to make a strike with his/her WEAPONTYPE, but the lizard king avoided the attack and caught NAME in a bear hug. After what seemed like an eternity of struggling, NAME finally kicked the lizard king in the shins a few times and was free. NAME fled back to town, only later noticing that the lizard king's gold belt buckle had somehow become tangled in his/her shirt.