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I was listening to Bob Marley. I wasn;t supposed to do that. I always seemed to pull the boss early when my brain was full of Bob. "ARCELAS!!!!", My guild master roared at me. He liked to roar, so I nicknamed him Leo. He did not appreciate my creative humor. I was questing alone on that fateful day. I had sat down to eat a bit of dry bread. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him. A GIANT. He was wielding a large rainbow trout. I quickly stood to defend myself, but alas, was only armed with a Pizza Hut Cheese Stick, dipped in marinara sauce. I was no match, and fell mortally