| Lacking the patience to be a Mage and the brawn to be a Fighter, you decided to be the next best thing: a professional chef. Sadly, your recipe for tossed mutton vindaloo was unappreciated by the plebes in your tiny hometown of Mudhole, so you became a professional Thief instead. You rode into the city of Bacon, 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 Azure Marmot of Morcestecershire, which is rumored to be hidden in an ancient sewer near the village of Frog, 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 until you dropped your knife in a antlion pit and couldn't get it back out. Wouldn't you know it, that was when the gnolls showed up. Bruised but unbroken, you readied your spear and marched forth into the darkness, where you were immediately captured by the Evil Witchlord Badfella's army of half-witted barbarians. They hauled you before their master, but got bored and wandered off during his long gloating speech. Seeing your chance, you pushed the evil slack-jawed yokel into his own vending machine, and escaped to claim your reward from the grateful people of Limberford.
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