| Lacking the patience to be a Mage and the brawn to be a Fighter, you decided to be the next best thing: a professional chef. Sadly, your recipe for whipped pizza rolls was unappreciated by the plebes in your tiny hometown of Foobar, so you became a professional Thief instead. At the tiny tavern on the outskirts of the Village of Cold Crick, you were trapped in a conversation with a man who had clearly had more than his fill of ale. He told you about the great plague of hamsters that had beset the entire region of Prefectford, and of the rumor that the evil Knight Unpleasantor was the source of the unpleasantness. You resolved to find the villain and dispatch him, mostly to get the drunk guy to shut up. Everything was hunky-dory but you soon were confounded by a fiendish rearranging of tiles with pictures of plumbing on them puzzle, and by the time you figured out to solve it, you were unhappy as an underfed cat. But, unwilling to let that keep you from glory, you gritted your teeth and wielded your 10' pole, and cut your way through the hordes of hobos that stood between you and your goal. At last you found the lair of Shadow Necromancer Krampus, who quite unexpectedly turned out to be your long-lost half-brother, but you killed the nerd anyway. And thus was the land freed from tyranny, and you earned yourself a fat reward!
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