| 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 sauteed deviled eggs was unappreciated by the plebes in your tiny hometown of Quirm, so you became a professional Thief instead. You headed off into the wild wilderness of Flabbernathy in search of adventure, and upon your arrival at the great city of Delawhat you heard a town crier shouting about how the a fisherman's golden-haired niece had been kidnapped by tramps, and the massive reward for their rescue. Not wanting to get in the way of the plot railroad, you set out on your new quest. Everything was going great until you got attacked by more goblins than you could handle. You were lucky to get out of there with your bung intact! Bruised but unbroken, you readied your club and marched forth into the darkness, where you were immediately captured by the Frost Warrior Diabolicus's army of quarter-witted hobos. They hauled you before their master, but got bored and wandered off during his long gloating speech. Seeing your chance, you pushed the evil hoser into his own beartrap, and escaped to claim your reward from the grateful people of Flabbernathy.
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