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A filthy rich Katherian nobleman decided that he wanted to throw a party and invited all of his buddies and neighbours. He also invited Varka, the token dwarven redneck from nearby Bloody Gate. He held the party around the pool to the rear of his mansion.

Varka was having a good time drinking ale, dancing, eating lobster, caviar, etc and flirting with all the women. At the height of the party, the host says,
"I have a CR20 Great White Shark in my pool and I'll give a million true to anyone who has the nerve to jump in."

The words were barely out of his mouth when there was a loud splash and everyone turned around and saw Varka in the pool! Varka was fighting the shark and ... lo and behold, he was winning! Varka was jabbing the shark in the eyes with his thumbs, throwing punches, head butts and choke holds, biting the shark on the tail and flipping it through the air like some kind of Jennara-esque martial arts guru. The water was churning and splashing every where. Both Varka and the shark were screaming and raising hell.

Finally Varka strangled the shark and let it float to the top like a one-true store goldfish. Varka then slowly climbed out of the pool. Everybody was just staring at him in disbelief.

Finally the host says, "Well, Varka, I reckon I owe you a million true."
"No, that's okay. I don't want it," said Varka.
The nobleman said, "I have to give you something. You won the bet. How about half a million true then?"
"No thanks. I don't want it," answered Varka.

The host said, "Come on, I insist on giving you something. That was amazing. How about a new mithril axe and a ring of regeneration?"
Again Varka said no.
Confused, the rich nobleman asked, "Well, Varka, then what do you want?"
Varka said, "I just want the name of the person that pushed me in!"