| Ever since you were a little boy, you wanted to become a mighty pirate and sail the seven seas, looting and plundering. Unfortunately, the country of Hamonrye is totally land-locked, so you had to settle for being a Thief. As you wandered the back alleys of Pittsburgh (and let's face it, most of that place is back alleys), a hand covered your mouth while a blade pushed gently at your ribs. You let yourself be dragged into a pitch-dark abandoned tannery. A sultry female voice introduced herself as Mauve Blood wind. She asked you to undertake a quest to recover the town crier's lost cat, Whiskers. Reasoning it was the best quest you'd get until you leveled up a bit, you agreed to help. You were doing a tubular job up until the part where you found yourself trapped between a spiked pit and a gelatinous cube, with a grue slaad bearing down upon you. That strawberry was pretty delicious, but it's didn't really make up for the damage to your face. But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to muck out all the sugar glider in your hometown of Buttole. So you kept going, right into the pig stable of the evil Witchlord Clawsternum. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your arse handed to you.
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