Chapter 1
Tavos and Prinnyland
A certain overlord called to arms any adventurers who would be willing/dumb enough to go put down a rebellion made by the lowly servants, the Prinnies. The reason this overlord was looking for someone to do this was because of two reasons. The first being that he didn't feel like doing it himself. The second was if he didn't at least attempt an effort his angelic vassal would bother him to no end by preaching about responsibility and love for his subjects. So when a group of suckers, erh, adventurers showed up to his summons he couldn't have been happier.
To his dismay however his vassal offered to guide the group. Upon crossing the individual who was in charge of the dimensional portal the angel exchanged words with the person who just nodded and gestured towards the whirling vortex with a blank expression. The group, along with their guide, emerged from the other side of the worm hole to see a world like none other. Instead of the dreary and dark atmosphere had grown accustomed to they were faced with brilliant colors, light, and penguin like structures and buildings.
The adventurers only took two steps when they encountered a bunch of penguin like life forms. They were about three feet tall, had peg legs, disproportionate bat wings and googily eyes. It was only seconds before they were surrounded however they had not drawn any weapons yet. The angel was about to use her diplomacy skills that even made the overlord a little softer, not that he would ever admit it, when the penguin she had been trying to talk to dropped dead to the ground with a bolt between its eyes.
"I told you dood! They're in league with the overlord, dood!" One of them shouted and the rest responded by readying themselves with knifes and daggers in hand.
The one who fired the bolt was none other than the group's only rogue, Tavos. While he was an excellent pickpocket and his skills for stealth were solid, the human rogue lacked the one thing that makes a decent rogue an expert rogue. That one crucial trait was patience. The remaining adventurers drew their weapons and prepared for an onslaught of blood, limbs, and foes. Some with excitement for a chance at glory while the other members did so with dread and prayed that they would survive the battle.
Hours later, their guide was tending their wounds before returning back to overload's home to recover for a second encounter with the Prinnies. The rogue at least had the decency to stare at the ground in shame and embarrassment as it was his hasty decision to attack the demonic penguins before assessing their numbers and ability. It was on this day that Tavos would be remembered in the Netherworld and by his party as an eccentric rogue with a tendency to stab first, shoot second, slice third, and ask questions fourth.