Early in his adventure career, Arizona Jeff was a student of Oliver P. Phinnius. The two hit it off very well and became inseparable. Together they had traveled the world in search of rare pin antiquities. These were the golden days of pins where magic and mystic adventurers were common occurrences. Although there were many happy times, there was also a dark presence within the realm of pins. That presence took the form of Henry Mordecai. Henry was a colleague of Oliver Phinnius. They had worked closely on the papers documenting the origin of pins and were the first to come up with the highly controversial Pin Bang theory where all cloisonné colors were created at the instance the universe was born. But like all unions of brilliant minds, Phinnius and Mordecai struggled to maintain balance and objectivity in their working relationship. All of this came to a head the night Phinnius was accused of robbing Henry Mordecai. That dark night was the beginning of the end to the man Henry Mordecai and the beginning of the myth. That was so long ago and so much had happened since then. Mordecai had become a tall tale, a yarn spun as so many ghost stories began. But Arizona Jeff knew differently. He had seen the terror caused by Mordecai and while others believed Henry was long gone; Jeff did not believe that for an instant. As recently as two years ago, this mythical man had reappeared and it nearly cost Arizona Jeff and Oliver P. Phinnius their lives. Had it not been for Mean Laureen, Arizona might himself be just an urban legend.

Arizona Jeff remembered vividly that September night in 2002 when he had chased Henry Mordecai throughout the world searching for his friend Ollie. Now nearly two years ago to the week, he was again on the trail of a missing Ollie and all things point to another rendezvous with Henry Mordecai. Arizona Jeff found him in a very precarious position. He had arrived here with his daughter planning a quiet vacation with friends and family. Now he found himself on the trail of a missing person and potential danger around any bend. He knew Mean Laureen would be able to handle what lied ahead but he also had to think of his daughter Princeless Princess. She was not an a dventurer, she was only a kid. While she was tough enough to survive the parenting skills of Arizona Jeff, she was being asked to endure an adventure that she was not prepared for. But he couldn't think about the "what-if" of something happening. He had to focus. Focus on finding Oliver P. Phinnius before Henry Mordecai did. Arizona Jeff stood and took in a deep breath, the crisp air hitting his lungs. Yes, adventure was clearly in the air. This is what he lived for.