Ningauble made his way through the lands of Sonoma for many years. Many grand adventures. Many good friends. He was part of a guild known as Hunters of Glory, and seek glory they did in the deepest bowels of the Sosarian dungeons. However Ningauble also sought wealth from the beginning. While just an apprentice wizard he discovered great riches to be found searching the ruins of collapsed homes, scores of them. One day while searching the remains of a small fieldstone hovel he was rewarded with a great bounty. Chests full of reagents and gold! A troll statue! Two potted plants and a large patio deed! Wait.....what is in this pack? A bag full of curious bottles..... There were messages in these bottles! Directions to more treasure! He simply must have it. A fisherman he must become. Ningauble bought his first boat and set out to sea. A small craft dubbed Ningy's Dinghy. Fishing was enjoyable. Finally he raised the skill to begin getting treasure! He dug out the pack of bottles and stowed them safely in the hold. One chest. Two chests. All this treasure for the taking! Ningauble massed wealth and property. Rose to a position of prominence in the Hunters and in the community of the lands of Sonoma. He traveled the world to seek out fledgling adventurers and help them on their way. Life was good. "Hunting with Ning will bring you glory!" Was what his friends said. Perhaps it might have sounded a bit like, "hunting with Ning will get you killed! " but he knew they meant glory. He worked long hours in his study, experimenting with the magic he had long ago mastered. One night he uncovered a way to open portals to new lands. New times. Ningauble left Sonoma behind for some time to explore these new worlds. Midgard. Auraxis. Interesting new adventures, always returning to his Sosarian home. During one homecoming he discovered that the Hunters had moved on. Sosaria itself had changed. There were now ninjas and samurai, mechanical constructs, elves... how strange. Saddened by change he was happy to find some old friends about and became part of the Third Legion and it's City of Darkmoor. He took charge of their Temple of Virtues, an establishment dedicated to helping others. Then came the Age of Shadows. Ning knew it would be time to leave again. One evening he vanished from Sonoma's shores forever. Azeroth, it is said, is where he ended up for a time. He found himself yearning for Britainia again and found a land steeped in the tradition of the Second Age! The Second Age was a glorious time! With Sonoma in the grip of the Shadow, surely he could be happy here. He still had his ratty old spellbook and trusty fishing pole, he would be fine. But alas the time was hollow. His boat a lonely place. His friends were not there. There were no Hunters, no Legionaires, none of what made Sonoma special. It was time to go again. Ningauble was weary and starting to feel his age. His wanderlust now satisfied he chose to settle in the kingdom of the Renaissance. Massing wealth was no longer a concern. He wanted a simple life of adventure with friends. Along this path he met an old wizard named Jupiter. This wizard was rather adept at finding adventure! He could create adventure! His tales told of battles with great beasts and plenty of death robes! Ningauble joined this wizard and his kin from the Village of Paws on some quests. They were just like the old Hunters were! Finally Ning had found his type of people! He decided that he simply must speak to that old wizard and become a part of this group from Paws. Perhaps share his tale with them.
