| Life was hard as an orphan on the streets of Deaf Chicken, without a brother or daughter to teach you right from wrong. On the other hand, you wouldn't have grown up to be such a talented Thief otherwise. Your life changed one day, changed irrevocably -- and perhaps not for the better -- when you were wandering down the quaint bucolic dusty paths of the tiny farming village of Mondale. There, you met an inkeeper's golden-haired second cousin, who gave you broad hints as to the last known location of the long-lost Silver Raven. Recognizing the street value of such a rare treasure, you set off to find it. It wasn't a thing until you had to fend off half a dozen thieves with your giblets trapped in a cheese-grater. Fortunately, most of them ran away when the lich showed up, and you played dead until it left. That's not very heroic, but hey, it worked. However, you managed to overcome the odds (and your injuries), and after a lengthy crawl through a dungeon infested with indigent native tribesmen, you finally came upon the lair of the Evil Barbarian Woundedsacrum, who was guarding the object of your quest. The evil fiend fell before your 10' pole, and the land was finally free of his foul shenanigans. You made your way back to civilization, and basked in the glory of your success (and the reward money).
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