So, I’m just wandering along through this forest, looking for a cave where I could maybe kill some dragons or something and get their fat loot. This was shortly after I had gotten my throwing to legendary +2 (remember this).
I came across a cave and thought, “Well, maybe it’ll be filled with giants or something.”
Wrong.
There was a bronze colossus.
He told me his name then proceeded to bum rush down the side of the mountain after me. Tripping over my feet, I tried to run away and disturbed a nest of fluffy wambler bunnies at the bottom of the mountain. They immediately spread forth in a great cloud at my feet. So, I did as any adventurer would do. I stuffed them in my backpack in an attempt to make some money out of this encounter.
Maybe I could sell them or something.
The bronze colossus was coming up from behind when I was struck with the awesome idea to begin throwing these bunnies at the bronze colossus.
The result was astonishing, and I could do nothing but stand up from my computer with my fist held high in the air, because I had just beaten the game.

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Good thinking man!
I believe the Killer Rabbit of Caerbannog has had a minor relocation. Namely, this colossus’s face.