My name is Tuco Penathaguk. You could say I'm something of a hero, strong, tough, somewhat agile. Handy with sword, shield, and armor, and a swimmer. I'm from Taror, Landlips, where Mones, a siege engineer told of a creature of great dread. Hethre Primeswam, wife of the Muttering Monster. He suggested I should find her in her lair Nighttunnel, and kill her. He also mentioned something about not going alone, but who'd join me right now?
Nighttunnel, as it turns out, lies north-north-east, past the fortress of Flewpuzzle. After some mucking about, I found the entrance in the hillside, where I was immediately greeted by the grisly remains of Hethre's latest victim. Meat, fat, bone meal by a quern, a skull, more gore, and the clothes of the poor chap that gore belonged to. Some coin and a fork as well. Sneaking in, I was quickly greeted by the trunked beast, twitching to carve me up with her slicing knife. The thrown fork didn't do much, and I soon landed on the ground, and after some less aimed fighting, I put more emphasis on the opportunities that arose in the battle. Good for me, as soon the beast was separated from one of her arms, her trunk, and finally her head. A bit more scouring revealed another corpse, more gore, and a puzzlebox. I also took Hethre's knife, she sure didn't need it anymore. It was getting dark, so I approached the fortress, but figured I wouldn't be welcome to sleep there yet. I took the chance to sleep shortly before the gate, and while I thought I heard something in my sleep, it must have been dawn rousing me after all. Now I'm back on Taror to report my success...