| You grew up on the crunchy streets of the great Amethyst City, where contrary to popular belief, the streets are mainly paved with horse dung. Well, at least in your neighborhood. Small wonder you grew up to be a professional Thief. In the fiefdom of Burglechester, in the unpleasant-smelling backwater of Cabbagetown, you found an inn with cheap sarsaparilla and spent the night carousing. There, you heard a tale of the forgotten treasure of the Ruby Woods, lost for ages during the time of the great earth-rending. You decided to seek the treasure yourself, heedless of the literal mountain of skeletons of those who had tried before you. You were doing a awesome job until you dropped your club in a cookie jar and couldn't get it back out. Wouldn't you know it, that was when the goblins showed up. However, you managed to overcome the odds (and your injuries), and after a lengthy crawl through a pyramid infested with gunslingers, you finally came upon the lair of the Devil Sorcerer Evilthing, 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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