| 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 blanched boiled cabbage was unappreciated by the plebes in your tiny hometown of Madlib, so you became a professional Thief instead. You rode into the city of Persimmonhawk, 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 Topaz Beaver of Yarbleshire, which is rumored to be hidden in an ancient crypt near the village of Morpork, 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. At first it was a real breeze, at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those orphans. That carrion crawler picked the total worst time to eat your dagger. But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to filter all the Siamese fighting fish in your hometown of Mudhole. So you kept going, right into the pig stable of the evil Troll Morgar. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your head handed to you.
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