My so-called "existence" as a mere training dummy was quite wretched! I shudder to think what it would've been like had I been able to feel pain.

But then I was brought to glorious life by an enterprising Spiritmaster who, I'll confess, was a bit... dotty.

I managed to escape my previous confines... please, don't ask how. But then the necklace that animated me was stolen from me! By a Goldenwing Murmur! Well, I won't stand for it! Kill the blighters for me, will you?

Player: Accept.

Despite the nasty beasties wandering about, this is a marvelous place. I've never felt so at peace.

But of course, while those blasted Goldenwing Murmurs still fly, I'll fret constantly about losing the necklace again.

Player: "Well, don't worry anymore."

Capital! Cheerio to you, my good [%userclass]!

I'd doff my helmet to you if I had opposable thumbs. Or hands, for that matter.

Still, here's a little reward. I got this from that Spiritmaster who gave me life. To your good health, my friend!