| Life was hard as an orphan on the streets of Flytrap, without a grandfather or mother to teach you right from wrong. On the other hand, you wouldn't have grown up to be such a talented Thief otherwise. You headed off into the wild wilderness of Winklesbury in search of adventure, and upon your arrival at the great city of Wibbleshire you heard a town crier shouting about how the a farmer's raven-haired grandfather had been kidnapped by hobos, and the massive reward for their rescue. Not wanting to get in the way of the plot railroad, you set out on your new quest. It was pretty easy, until you got attacked by more dire dwarves than you could handle. You were lucky to get out of there with your neck intact! But, you put on your brave face, and made your way through the caverns and caves to where the Devil Overlord Blackfist held court over his horde of quarter-witted bullywugs, and with uncountable swings of your halberd (and a few well-placed attacks of opportunity), you finally slew the horrible rat and rode back to town to claim your glory (and reward).
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