| You grew up on the bad streets of the great Amethyst 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 Flabbernathy, 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 Amber Cougar of Reeves, which is rumored to be hidden in an ancient necropolis near the village of Whacking, 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 doing really well at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those tramps. That coral slaad picked the total worst time to eat your sword. However, you managed to overcome the odds (and your injuries), and after a lengthy crawl through a crypt infested with kobolds, you finally came upon the lair of the Fire Witchlord Frazool, who was guarding the object of your quest. The evil fiend fell before your Greyhawk Army knife, and the land was finally free of his foul shenanigans. You made your way back to civilization, and basked in the glory of your success (and the reward money).
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