| 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 scalded shortbread was unappreciated by the plebes in your tiny hometown of Pitlick, so you became a professional Thief instead. In the fiefdom of Keaton, in the unpleasant-smelling backwater of Buttole, you found an inn with cheap lager and spent the night carousing. There, you heard a tale of the forgotten treasure of the Topaz Oceans, lost for ages during the time of the great flood. You decided to seek the treasure yourself, heedless of the literal mountain of skeletons of those who had tried before you. You had a good handle on it but you soon were confounded by a fiendish mine crafting puzzle, and by the time you figured out to solve it, you were upset as an underfed rat. However, you managed to overcome the odds (and your injuries), and after a lengthy crawl through a sewer infested with kobolds, you finally came upon the lair of the Vampire Lawyer Diablolo, who was guarding the object of your quest. The evil fiend fell before your knife, 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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