| As a baby you were stolen from your parents by a band of skeletons and raised in a dark and wild factory. They regarded you as one of their own, but the time came for you to make your own name as a professional Thief. As luck would have it, as you were passing through the land of Zevroozlchester, you stopped at the inn in the quiet hamlet of Molehill, and heard the local stableboy talking about the ancient sewer that the town had (perhaps ill-advisedly) been built next to, and the fantastic Silver Idol of Toothmarmoset that was purported to be hidden there. Without bothering to ask why nobody had managed to recover it already, you set out on your very first quest. You were rocking the house until you had to fend off half a dozen barbarians with your head trapped in a antlion pit. Fortunately, most of them ran away when the owlbear showed up, and you played dead until it left. That's not very heroic, but hey, it worked. Fortunately, "giving up" isn't in your dictionary (probably because it's two words), so you persevered. You fought your way through countless dark elves and jerks -- even a cockatrice! But eventually you found the lair of the sinister Demon Giant Bleedwind, and were able to defeat him by knocking him into a meat grinder with a lucky critical hit. Bruised but successful, you made it back to the nearby city of Burblegroat and claimed your reward.
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