| As a baby you were stolen from your parents by a band of gypsies and raised in a dark and wild forest. They regarded you as one of their own, but the time came for you to make your own name as a professional Thief. At the tiny tavern on the outskirts of the Village of Spazmotic, you were trapped in a conversation with a man who had clearly had more than his fill of zima. He told you about the great plague of cats that had beset the entire region of Hambonia, and of the rumor that the evil Knight Bloodpatella was the source of the unpleasantness. You resolved to find the villain and dispatch him, mostly to get the drunk guy to shut up. Everything was hunky-dory until you got your head caught in a cheese-grater and had to gnaw it off to escape. Fortunately, you don't need that to be a hero... but you will sort of miss it. You holed up in a small storeroom with a lockable door, and spent several weeks resting until your hitpoints were back to full. Then, keeping a careful eye out for thieves, you made your way to the lair of Frost Devil Lord Badfella and the object of your quest. You thought he nearly had you when he summoned a foul bugbear to his aid, but you put paid to the beast with your footaxe and knocked the villain screaming into a awkward conversation with a well-placed kick to the solar plexus. At last, the treasure was yours!
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