| Life was hard as an orphan on the streets of Cowpat, without a bro' or grandmother to teach you right from wrong. On the other hand, you wouldn't have grown up to be such a talented Thief otherwise. In the fiefdom of X'tn'ch'roth, in the unpleasant-smelling backwater of Bobcat, you found an inn with cheap honey wine and spent the night carousing. There, you heard a tale of the forgotten treasure of the Diamond Caves, lost for ages during the time of the great alignment. You decided to seek the treasure yourself, heedless of the literal mountain of skeletons of those who had tried before you. At first it was a real breeze, until you got attacked by more goblins than you could handle. You were lucky to get out of there with your throat intact! But, you put on your brave face, and made your way through the caverns and caves to where the Black Barbarian Baaaal held court over his horde of quarter-witted thieves, and with uncountable swings of your staff (and a few well-placed attacks of opportunity), you finally slew the horrible git and rode back to town to claim your glory (and reward).
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