| Life was hard as an orphan on the streets of Flytrap, without a dad or girlfriend to teach you right from wrong. On the other hand, you wouldn't have grown up to be such a talented Thief otherwise. As luck would have it, you found yourself wandering through the sleepy village of Morpork just as the village people (you know, the construction worker, the cop, the Indian) were beset by the evil Necromancer Grunwold, who had poisoned the town's hissing cockroach population. Against your better judgment (and with the hope of fat loot to come), you agreed to try and bring the villain to justice. There was no drama in the LBC until you got lost in a pyramid -- all the walls looked exactly the same! You did find a sweet teddy bear +1 in a lich's lair, though, and were able to intimidate some gnolls into telling you where their boss's hideout was. Right before they stabbed you in the arm. But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to exfoliate all the hamster in your hometown of Dogspittle. So you kept going, right into the horse stable of the evil Warlock Mephistor. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your calf handed to you.
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