When I arrived in Tristram, I had to fight away dozens of Zombies, because apparently the guard couldn't do it. Whimps. Turned out they were not even true guards but some farmer boys playing soldier - no wonder New Tristram didn't stand a chance against the Undead that were awakened by the falling of a flaming star
Not long, and a first encounter with a vicious unique Thrall,
Bane, told me everything I needed to know: I was far too strong for even the mightiest of my enemies. Meditation and contemplation has made me a Fist of God, and nobody could stop me from my grizzly duty - even if it meant slaying the undead wife of the Blacksmith before his eyes.
He told me to get the crown of a former King, Leoric, who turned mad some decades ago and terrorised Tristram with his arbitrary and harsh sentences and succumbed to the Lord of Terror eventually, becoming the Skeleton King. Now he bars my way to the fallen star, so I had to find and repair the crown and place it on his head king. I destroyed him easily, with the aid of some Templar, who seems blind to the need of being in balance, but not before I showed the Skeleton King, that he will rather destroy 15 of his own minions than me.
The oddest thing then happened: I discovered, that the fallen star was...a man! A man with no memory, lost as was his sword and the message he ought to deliver. A message of great danger, he whispered. So I set forth to retrieve the broken pieces of his sword, only to find out, that Maghda, a lady unknown to me but head of some mysterious Coven worshipping Belial, had outmaneuvered me one time too many and got her hands on the pieces. She held Leah and her Uncle Deckard Cain prisoner, torturing them in order to reforge the weapon, when suddenly Leah unleashed powers I hadn't ever seen before - the power of the Horadrim, freeing herself and her dying uncle, while Maghda escaped. Before he died, the old man's last deed was to put the pieces back together, to form a sword - a sword of the legends, that of Tyrael, the angel of justice. Maghda had taken him with her though, so we didn't have a chance to find out, why he came to Tristram.
I ventured forth to find Tyrael and bring him back his sword and used the services of a Scoundrel, who is far too talkative but complemented my fighting style better than the Templar. He helped me survive the horrors and stenches of Leoric's torture chambers, only to finally meet Maghda. But before I could bring justice to her, she disappeared, releasing the Butcher, a legendary Demon I only had heard whispers and rumours about by some traveling bard.
With my (+5 Life per Hit/1% Life Stealing) weapon and the Way of the Hundred Fists, Exploding Palm (for the bleeding effect), Serenity and Breath of Heaven, he was a piece of cake though - no need to find a cellar door to close behind me and shoot through the bars, if you know what I mean...
Oh, and on my way, I met what must have been the mother of all spiders
...It guarded some precioussssss
, and a precious it was indeed