| You grew up on the unobtrusive streets of the great Topaz City, where contrary to popular belief, the streets are mainly paved with horse dung. Well, at least in your neighborhood. Small wonder you grew up to be a professional Thief. You rode into the city of Crunkleford, and met a shadowy stranger in a hooded cloak who was sitting in the corner of the local bar. He told you about the legendary Sapphire Mosquito of Hamonrye, which is rumored to be hidden in an ancient tower near the village of Cheddarwurst, and promised you a hefty fee if you could bring it to him. Figuring he wouldn't offer you the quest if it weren't level-appropriate, you readily agreed. You were rocking the house until you dropped your shillelagh in a antlion pit and couldn't get it back out. Wouldn't you know it, that was when the jerks showed up. But, you put on your brave face, and made your way through the caverns and caves to where the Evil Lord Diabolicus held court over his horde of ugly ents, and with uncountable swings of your Leatherman (and a few well-placed attacks of opportunity), you finally slew the horrible tard and rode back to town to claim your glory (and reward).
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