| Ever since you were a little boy, you wanted to become a mighty pirate and sail the seven seas, looting and plundering. Unfortunately, the country of Ov'reezy is totally land-locked, so you had to settle for being a Thief. As luck would have it, you found yourself wandering through the sleepy village of Cheddarwurst just as the village people (you know, the construction worker, the cop, the Indian) were beset by the evil Warlock Grimtooth, who had poisoned the town's boa constrictor population. Against your better judgment (and with the hope of fat loot to come), you agreed to try and bring the villain to justice. You weren't having any problems until you dropped your crossbow in a spiked pit and couldn't get it back out. Wouldn't you know it, that was when the tramps showed up. However, you managed to overcome the odds (and your injuries), and after a lengthy crawl through a sewer infested with hobgoblins, you finally came upon the lair of the Blood Lord Savageorphan, who was guarding the object of your quest. The evil fiend fell before your footaxe, 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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