| You grew up on the pendulous streets of the great Sapphire 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. Having heard many rumors about how Farnsworthington was being systematically sacked by a band of marauding bandits (who had already looted and burned the villages of Hamlet, Malph, and Piehole), and the ludicrous reward being offered for the arm of their leader, you decided it was finally time to put your mettle to the test. It wasn't a thing until you got lost in a tomb -- all the walls looked exactly the same! You did find a sweet sword +1 in a beholder's lair, though, and were able to intimidate some kobolds into telling you where their boss's hideout was. Right before they stabbed you in the kidney. But, unwilling to let that keep you from glory, you gritted your teeth and wielded your halberd, and cut your way through the hordes of indigent native tribesmen that stood between you and your goal. At last you found the lair of Terror Knight Blackfist, who quite unexpectedly turned out to be your long-lost aunt, but you killed the dweeb anyway. And thus was the land freed from tyranny, and you earned yourself a fat reward!
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