| 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 charred taco rolls was unappreciated by the plebes in your tiny hometown of Sto Lat, so you became a professional Thief instead. 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 Cowpat. There, you met the Dauphin's serpent-tongued stepchild, who gave you broad hints as to the last known location of the long-lost Amethyst Kitten. Recognizing the street value of such a rare treasure, you set off to find it. It was pretty easy, at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those gnolls. That shoggoth picked the total worst time to eat your nunchuks. But, you put on your brave face, and made your way through the caverns and caves to where the Shadow Sorcerer Goldthwait held court over his horde of comely gunslingers, and with uncountable swings of your spoon (and a few well-placed attacks of opportunity), you finally slew the horrible wanker and rode back to town to claim your glory (and reward).
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