It took him five years of travelling the lands, exploring and fighting, to collect ten rings of various powers. Which worked well, until he gained a ring of antifall.
But at the suggestion of one of his fellow mercenaries, he slid the ring onto his toe, and it still worked. So for the next three years he was fine, as he collected nine more rings.
Then came the twenty-first ring, one of immense power. But he still wanted the rest of them. But he had a solution.
He hung it on a necklace.
What else did you think he'd do?
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