Life was hard as an orphan on the streets of Quirm, without a brother or grandma to teach you right from wrong. On the other hand, you wouldn't have grown up to be such a talented Thief otherwise.

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 Bobcat. There, you met the village idiot's drunken uncle, who gave you broad hints as to the last known location of the long-lost Topaz Hamster. Recognizing the street value of such a rare treasure, you set off to find it.

You weren't having any problems at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those goblins. That weretiger picked the total worst time to eat your footaxe.

But, you put on your brave face, and made your way through the caverns and caves to where the Dark Lord Xxyrg held court over his horde of fat dire dwarves, and with uncountable swings of your spoon (and a few well-placed attacks of opportunity), you finally slew the horrible smartass and rode back to town to claim your glory (and reward).

Loot:+3 pocketknife of polyamory
endless flagon of goblin tequiza
squant peppermill of dancing

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