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Great article. It's cool to see mini-events / random quests in the game. I can't wait to see what else the D3 team has come up with.

The hulking barbarian entered town. His muscles rippled forth from his chest plate. The plate seemed but a flimsy scrap of metal trying its best to contain a mountain of sinew. He was the largest human Binkles had ever seen. And upon first glance, Binkles understood what must be done.

The other townsfolk greeted the hero. He was a savior to their plight. A star had fallen days ago and from that eruption a great evil had been unleashed. The hero, whom the others called Khan, had spoken to everyone in town and he now approached Binkles.

“Hail to you, most strange creature.”

The man spoke but Binkles did not hear.

Binkles thought of a time long past. It was a time where his fellow bunnies frolicked in the city of Harrogath, a time where chickens roamed free of any worries among the citizens of Tristram, and a time where scarab beetles need not worry themselves of the heels of “heroes.”

No. Those times were long gone. Instead, Binkles could only think of the massacre of the bunny tribe of Harragoth. The great bunny lord Twinkles was roasted on a spit that day by a “hero” barbarian. The rest of the tribe was trampled by other such heroes. These heroes claimed to be saving the world, yet the denizens of Binkles’ world only saw death. The chickens of Tristram had long since been chased away. To this day none could be found within a mile of town. The scarabs of Lut Gholein had long since vanished, squashed under the foot of these heroes. And the bunnies. The bunnies were no more.

Binkles’ toad tribe was fortunate. They escaped the great massacre in Kurast and they had ever since carried a great burden. For centuries they had trained with one goal in mind. And now… the time was approaching. Binkles would have his revenge. Yes, he would avenge his fallen comrades.

The barbarian named Khan was awaiting an answer. Binkles wished with all his heart to scream, “I WILL HAVE YOUR SOUL!”
He must not give himself away.

“Ribbit,” Binkles croaked and he hopped away into the night.