The Milkman Cometh

In the most diabolical and ill-advised pairing of power since Balthazar and Ben's duet at last fall festival, a new sort of holy bonding took form yesterday, as exuberant Dairy Queen, Christopher wed with the supreme bane of the land to form the Annoying Ogre Tack & Supply.

Claiming rock bottom prices that likely parallel the service, the new proprietors sell a wide array of junk they pick up off the ground ranging from Crustacean gear to healing supplies to... er... well that's all they sell.

One adventurer, having browsed the selection at the new Annoying Ogre Tack & Supply, remarked the experience left him with an aftertaste almost as sour as the free samples of warm, three week old Ogre Milk at the counter. The unsuspecting consumer reported he was harassed and annoyed by the 'friendly' proprietors who stuffed his pockets with Basic Swords and Empty Mugs while asking if they could borrow his pants.

Just how did it this partnership come about? Through dreams, hard work, entrepreneurial spirit, and blatant manipulation of the balmy. "I make him do all the dirty work," boasts the Milkman, "and I get all the fame and glory."

How well the new business will fair is anyone's guess, but with low margin, zero growth, non-existent volume, and fierce competition from the new Sly Cerb's Pin & Depot, a Cerbie's Grill affiliate the future seems bleak. But, blessed be the good Pherball, the Ogre Milker and his dearest friend for their uncanny ability to put up with each other.

~ Cerberus